I found myself rolling my eyes at his statement. Even since we were kids, I’ve always disliked it when he was right and would argue about who was correct. It’s no surprise that he always ended up being the one who was right.
“Great, so it’s settled then,” Cecil cheered as he patted Emanuele on the shoulder. “Let’s go! We’ve got a witch to find.”
Emanuele stood but didn’t turn toward Cecil just yet. He looked down at me and said, “We will be gone for a few days. If we find something worth following, it could be longer. In the meantime, you should have plenty of blood in the refrigerator. Please- please- please do not go out hunting until I return.”
“You are no fun, I huffed. “What am I supposed to do if I want something warm again?”
“The bags I left in the fridge will be fine until I re
