Damon's POV
I parked the car outside the tomb’s reinforced entry, my eyes scanning the structure one last time. The workers had done a decent job, and it would take a hell of a lot to get through those layers. The place was locked down tighter than a paranoid vampire’s crypt. Still, I wasn’t entirely convinced it was enough. Not with Juda in there, not with everything on the line.
Drake climbed into the passenger seat, shutting the door with more force than necessary. He didn’t say anything for a moment, just stared out the window as I started the car. The silence stretched between us until I couldn’t take it anymore.
“You’re brooding,” I said, throwing him a quick smirk. “That’s my thing.”
He snorted but didn’t meet my eyes. “I’m not brooding.”
“Sure, you’re not. You’ve been acting w
