She couldn’t hide her surprise at finding Nick there, seated apart from the others. “It’s late,” she remarked, taking a place on the sofa. “Even for vampires. I trust you have a good reason for summoning us?” “I wouldn’t have called if it wasn’t important,” Rane said. “Logan, good to see you.” Nodding, Logan sat beside his wife. “What’s up?” “Some woman’s been asking questions about me and Savanah,” Rane answered. “Savanah thinks it has to do with her mother’s books, and I think she might be right.” “Books?” Nick asked. “What books?” “Savanah comes from a long line of vampire hunters,” Rane explained. “Her family kept two books. One contains a list of all known vampires, the other contains information about our kind—how to identify us, how to destroy us—things of that nature.” Nick leaned forward. “Where are these books?” “In our bedroom, for now,” Savanah said. Rane regarded Nick thoughtfully a moment. “We were wondering why your name isn’t listed.”
