monsters around them.
But they were all gone now. Dead because of Marius. She watched him as he whispered in the ear of a bartender, telling him how to dispose of the bodies, she supposed. The vampire nodded, his face looking grim. Then they were out of the warehouse. She took a deep breath of the night air, which now seemed suddenly refreshing. She stopped herself from running down the street toward the docks, where the icy wind and briny, oily smell of the bay could wash her feverish cheeks and clean the scent of death from her nose.
But she knew she would never forget the stench of it.
âWhat happened back there?â she asked, her voice sounding weak and broken.
âThe vampires were infected. They had to be put down.â
âInfected?â Uneasiness squirmed through her.
âBy a virus created by the Alliance.â
She didnât understand. How could a virus cause this kind of horror? What would Cayman know about any of this? Why would he ask Marius to meet him at the warehouse only to blow it up and disappear? And leave her behind?
Suddenly, Marius stopped and turned to her, his dark angry gaze locking onto hers. âWhy donât you know anything about this? I thought you and your brother were a team. A vampire-killing, monster-stomping team.â His words were loud and mocking. They made her cringe. But he was right. She and Cayman were a team. So, why the hell was he working on this without her?
âI think itâs time you tell me everything,â she said. Obviously, he was upset. Heâd been telling her the truth. She knew that now. And more than that, she knew she had to help him. What sheâd just seen could never happen again. If there was a virus, then it had to be found and it had to be stopped. Obviously, Cayman believed that, too. So where the hell was he?
âIn the last couple days, there have been reports of vampires out of control. Killing without regard to detection and eating pieces of their victims.â His mouth hardened as he said the words. âThis is not normal vampire behavior.â
Her uneasiness grew to full-blown anxiety. âThere is normal vampire behavior?â she asked before she could stop herself. Then could have slapped a hand over her snarky mouth.
Marius turned away, moving quickly up the street toward his car. She ran forward and grabbed his arm. âWait. Iâm sorry. Please, continue.â
His anger, thick and deadly, rolled off him. She dropped her hand and took a quick step back.
âIâd discovered the Alliance has been working on a virus made of vampire DNA that theyâve been giving to humans.â
âWhy?â
âBecause they want our strength, our speed, our agility.â
âWithout the blood.â
âWithout the blood,â he repeated. âI donât want to have to kill any more of my people.â
For a moment his eyes softened, and she thought she saw pain there. But that couldnât be right. Marius didnât feel . Didnât care . Did he?
She thought of the bodies sheâd seen in the warehouse earlier that evening. She thought they were vampires, but if what he was saying were true⦠âThe coffins? Earlier this evening. In the warehouse?â
âThey werenât all vampires. Some were human.â
âI blew up humans?â
âDoes it make any difference? They would have died anyway. No one has survived the process.â
âThe vampires have.â
âIf you call what theyâre turned into surviving. Thereâs nothing left of who they were.â
Xana shuddered. It was too horrible to contemplate. âWhat are you going to do?â she whispered.
âCayman must have taken the serum the Alliance is using. Without that formula, Iâm not sure what I can do.â
âDid he tell you who the Alliance is?â
âNo.â
âI donât understand. Why didnât he tell me any of