Seleena stared at him, her eyes wide. “Are you sure?” “Takes one to know one.” Pressing a hand to her heart, Seleena lowered herself onto her rocking chair. Vampire. Serepta had been one of the undead. Was it possible? No! She refused to consider it. For a moment, she stared, unseeing, into the distance. “I need to see the body.” “Why?” She stood abruptly. “Just take me to it.” Quinn frowned, confused by her reaction, and then he left the house. She trailed behind him. “Tinnly’s place,” she murmured as she followed him down the path to the back of the house. “He lived alone.” Quinn opened the rusty gate. Seleena hesitated a moment before following him into the yard. Then, as if going to her doom, she walked slowly toward the corpse. For a moment, she stood there in silence.
