THE ROOM WE FOUND AT the top held the same dimensions as Catherine’s office, except with plush sofas and a flat-screen instead of the desk and chair.
In the opposite wall, a door I must have missed in the other space stood closed.
Rising hackles tugged at the skin coating my nape, and a sense of foreboding settled across my shoulders like a death cape.
And still not a freaking soul in sight.
The vampires had been in there, though. If the headshakes and wrinkled noses from Dad and Josh were anything to go by, they’d been there recently.
At the opposite exit, I strained to listen.
Nothing—still.
The hairs across my neck sprang up even straighter, as a shiver tickled its way along my spine. I shrugged them both off, unaccepting of jitters when I needed to focus, though I couldn’t help
