Sia I had to move quickly, had to get there before the war started. Ascelein told me where to go, something he didn’t mention to Val and Kira, and insisted he come. So I guided him out of Kira’s gigantic maze of a castle telling the guards I was giving him a tour. I headed for Kira’s garage since I knew all of my cars don’t do well off road and, well, I didn’t want them scratched. I flipped on the lights to reveal rows and rows of cars. My cousin wasn’t a car collector but the previous Vampire King’s or rather He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named cars. Ya, I liked him as much as Harry Potter liked Lord Voldemort. AKA not at all. I gazed over the top of the Maserati’s, the Lamborghini’s,

