movement he caught the shirt and lifted it to his nose. Grey hissed at the recognition, just as Anita had. Except, Grey’s hiss was truly menacing.
“What do we do now?” I asked, trying to focus. “We need to answer the usual questions. Who, why?” Anita answered. “I have a question for you then, who is Alexander?” “He is the vampire that tried to turn me,” Anita said through clenched teeth. “He is leading a small army, and he is not going to stop until someone stops him,” Grey added. I took a deep breath, “Since I don’t see the Council anywhere, I suppose we have to stop him.”
“That might be exactly what he is counting on. He has plans, and he has help. He wants to build his army, but I also believe he is after the two of you. It is the why part I have not figured out yet.” “This was a message to me,” Anita seethed.
“I fear you are right. You are his ultimate curiosity, an unfinished game, and worse yet, you are the perfect way to get to me,” Grey confided. Anita nodded her head, letting Grey’s words sink into her head. “I knew, of course I knew he would always come for me one day. I hoped it was over, but I always knew it wasn’t.”
Anita abruptly turned her back to him, “Thanks for your help Grey. It’s getting late we should get to bed.” “Goodnight ladies, I will see you again,” he said and smiled showing his unnaturally white teeth. Then he grabbed my hand and kissed it, and winked again. With a sudden movement, he was out the window, and the faint sound of laughter filtered in as he disappeared into the night.
Chapter Six
That night was difficult. Between Anita fighting a nightmare, and police officers investigating down the hallway, sleep escaped me. When daylight began to filter through the threadbare drapes, I gave up efforts to sleep. I cracked open the door and peeked down the hallway. Police officers stood on either side of the missing student’s dorm room, attaching strips of yellow police tape.
“We might as well go get breakfast,” said Anita, voice thick with fatigue. I nodded, and began to pull clothes from my drawers. “I’m not very hungry, but it is the best place to overhear any gossip,” Anita continued. “How are you?” I asked, while studying the dark circles under her eyes. “I’ll live, but that girl can’t say the same. Don’t worry about me. I’ve already come through this. Let’s find her and end her torment.”
We saw few people on our way across the lawn, and only a few more once we were seated in the dining hall. Everyone was quiet and subdued. “It seems news travels fast. I wish we had taken a few seconds to find out her name,” I whispered.
Anita held her hand up for me to wait, “I can hear those two girls who are sitting by the window. They are saying that they were friends of…Vanessa. That is what they are calling her. I guess the police came and talked to them early this morning. They said the police found their room and phone number tacked to her bulletin board.”
“Where did you run off to last night?” Finn asked from behind me. I jumped at the sound of his voice. I was lost in thought about the fate of Vanessa. And as much as I tried to stop myself, I was also thinking about the mysterious allure of Grey. His dark eyes, both captivating and dangerous, held centuries of knowledge and a mischievous glimmer.
I turned to look up at Finn, and expected the spark to have died. The blue fire of his eyes slammed into me and for a small moment I felt like I couldn’t breathe. I realized I hadn’t answered his question, and I struggled to remember what he asked me. Something about last night…uh…
“I wanted to chase down Anita,” I lied. Then I thought of a lie that was a half-truth. I looked at Anita and she nodded her head. I cocked my eyebrow. Did she hear me? She smiled…interesting…I would have to
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