Meredith.
As Draven and I walked back towards the house together, the air was too quiet, which meant something was turning in his mind.
And sure enough, he turned his head to me.
"There was an attack two days ago," he said, his voice even but heavy. "The vampires attacked one of Duskmoor's government facilities."
I stopped in my tracks, staring at him. "Vampires? In the city?"
He gave a short nod to confirm my doubts.
A cold chill ran down my spine. The thought of those creatures slipping past all the security and striking in the middle of human territory made my stomach twist.
"And Brackham? What did he do?" I asked as we resumed our steps.
"He covered it up," Draven answered. His tone sharpened, and I could feel his distaste through the bond.
