I tensed, but then noticed the bright sunlight coming through the window. I had managed to avoid going out at night and had pushed Monica to get her work schedule rearranged at least for a little while. At first she refused to give in to my fears for her safety, but then I shared a little bit about Tevin and his revenge. “Are you telling me he’s going to try to hurt you to get back at some woman from the past that they both liked and Ian stole?” Monica had demanded to know. I hated leaving out details that were most crucial, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell her that Tevin was a vampire because it would mean telling her Ian was one as well. “Yes.” “Well what does that have to do with Vanessa?” she’d asked. “She was a distant relative. Tevin seemed to think it would hurt Ian more if he used Nessa’s grand-uh-relative. He’s deranged, Monica. One can’t figure out all the motives of that type of person. There’s too much darkness in his heart to understand.” “I’ll give you that point,”
