I left the station, crossed Saginaw Street, and made it to VAMP without incident. So far so good, no sign of Galen. Of course, at just past noon most vamps were tucked away in their coffins at this time of day. Weren't they?
If they slept in coffins. Did they? Even though I was an Other my interaction with vampires had been very limited over my lifetime. I never made any vampire friends. Because of my father's death Grams had kept me away from vampires as much as possible.
Plus, I was still human and young, only in my midtwenties. Vampires didn't exactly start as kids and grow up as witches and werewolves did. At least I didn't think so. I heard rumors about born vamps but thought it was all legend, and only pertained to halfbreeds.
Pausing in front of VAMP, I took a deep breath and
