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    Caleb didn't break and he didn't smile; his face solemnly steadfast.
    "You're not serious?” I cocked my head to the side, waiting for him to crack; my laughter and smile slowly abating.
    Oh god, he was serious.
    "Yes, Emma.” He nodded in the affirmative. “I am."
    His eyes remained locked with mine and I couldn't look away, even if I wanted to. I considered what he was telling me. It would explain those things chasing us and why they didn't look like any person or thing I'd ever seen before.
    "So what are they...those.” I hesitated, struggling for words. “Those things...” My voice trailed off.
    Those things with teeth like a piranha.
    "They are not vampire, not truly.” Caleb's voice lowered, a raw anger filtering past. “But they are still dangerous, especially to humans. They are fast, strong, and thirst for blood. They can venture into the sun without any weaknesses."
    "Their faces.” I pictured glowing red eyes, completely feral and crazy. “I've never seen anything like that before. And their teeth...” I shivered involuntarily.
    "It happens because of what they are, half blood bastards,” Derek chimed in over his shoulder. “True vampires are irresistible to humans. Those freaks are just disposable resources."
    I tore my eyes away from Caleb's face and those impossibly blue eyes.
    Half blood vampires? Did I really believe that? If I hadn't seen it myself, I wouldn't. But since I had, I couldn't dispute what Caleb was saying.
    It made sense, right? They were incredibly fast, keeping pace with a van moving at more than seventy miles per hour. Unless there was a new mutation in the gene pool, it made more sense than anything else I could think of.
    "And my Father, where does he fit in with all of this?” It was the one question I wasn't sure I wanted an answer to.
    "He wanted to explain himself. But in light of recent events, the more you know, the better,” Caleb answered, finally lowering his brilliant eyes. He turned to Derek and asked, “How close are we to the swap out?"
    "Not far. Thirty minutes, maybe less."
    The van accelerated and I thrust my hands into the carpet to keep balanced. The sudden movement elicited a loud wince as I reached for my arm, wrapping and pressing firm fingers around the black bandage to ease the dull ache.
    "We have to swap out vehicles so they don't know what to look for. After that, we'll clean out your arm, find a safe room, and in the meantime I'll tell you about your Father. Okay?"
    Caleb reached forward, touching my knee lightly before retreating.
    I considered my options. Turn around and face the creatures we outran, demand they drop me off at the nearest bus stop, or stay and uncover the one thing that managed to elude me my entire life.
    It wasn't a difficult decision.
    "Okay,” I agreed.
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Chapter 4—Ambush
    Derek drove around the side of a dilapidated gas station, parking next to a large silver Chevy suburban. He threw the gearshift into park, killing the motor.
    Caleb shuffled to the back and yanked on the lever, thrusting the doors wide and obliterating the oppressing darkness. Sunlight poured in and my eyes watered, white speckles clouding my vision.
    I stared at the ground and struggled to bring things into focus, blinking rapidly and looking up when my pupils gradually readjusted. Dirt surrounded the antique mechanical gas pumps, covering them in a shimmery red dust. The battered self service sign near the road swayed in the breeze, creaking with each gust of fresh wind.
    A door slammed, heavy footsteps followed, and Derek appeared from the front, swiping at his shirt. He appeared older than me, but not by much, and though slightly shorter, he was built equally as impressive as Caleb.
    Broad shoulders were wide and muscular, his frame equally stocky. Tan skin was accentuated by warm chocolate eyes and blond hair that was clipped too close to his head. He was wearing the same clothing too—black t-shirt, blue jeans,