The search for Toby Watkins had proved fruitless. Mathew and his men returned to the presbytery just as dusk was settling in to help with the preparations for Ralph and Enid’s funeral.
Other than a short stop off at the Wild Boar for lunch, the three men had searched the woods relentlessly, looking inside every outbuilding, barn and deserted shed they came across.
Mathew knew that Toby could not be the only bloodsucker in the vicinity. For one thing, someone must have turned him, and from what he had learnt about the farmworker the incident must have only taken place in the last day, or so.
Therefore, it stood to reason that he was being hidden by another vampire, or possibly even a nest of them. Usually in such circumstances Mathew and his crew were quick to suss out the creature’s lai
