POV: Silas
Location: Shadwell Warehouse
Time: Same Night
I'm showing Callum my vault when he asks the inevitable question.
"Why are you helping us? You're body trader. Information broker. Survivor. This fight doesn't benefit you."
"It does benefit me. Just not obviously." I unlock the vault. Heavy steel door. Two hundred years of accumulated secrets inside. "Let me tell you how I became what I am. Then you'll understand."
Callum nods. Listens. Good quality in leader. Listening before judging.
"I was turned in 1825. London was different then. Smaller. More brutal. The Veil was newer. Harder to maintain." I pull out old journals. My journals. "I was merchant. Middle class. Comfortable life. Then vampire attacked me. Turned me. Destroyed everything I'd built."
"That's common story in
