“This was so not part of the plan,” Silas shouted, his voice muffled.
“Relax,” Tynese said, though she was clearly angry. “We can handle ourselves. Well, we can. I don’t know about ‘Wants-to-be-Human-Again’ over here.”
“Hi. Yeah, I can handle myself in a fight. But why is she doing this?”
“For my protection,” another voice said, and I recognized it as Dr. Heinenberg.
We’d been shoved and forced into a vehicle. We were making our way somewhere, strapped down by the neck and arms.
“What do you mean, your protection?” Tynese snarled. “This is kidnapping. You have no right!”
“And you’re messing up my hair!” Silas whined.
“You’d be surprised how many vampires find this cure despicable,” Dr. Heinenberg said. “Some have even gone so far as to tell me I’m a human sympathizer, trying to brin
