“You will be all right,” he heard. “And Sarah and Grace will be too.”
There was the flash of the face again, too fast even for James’ preternatural senses to grasp, and then the face and the voice were gone. But James felt strong again. When the second call for his train echoed on the platform, James tried to step away from Sarah but she wouldn’t let him go.
“No,” she said. “Not yet.”
James watched the army guards direct others onto the trains, vampires being led away, a sacrifice for the s*******r. Then a stocky guard in an overlarge uniform spotted him and James knew he had to go.
“Let’s go,” the guard said. “All vampires for the next train should be boarded now.”
“No, James. No!” Sarah grabbed his arm, refusing to let him go.
“It’s all right,” James said, stroking her long dark cu
