I shake my head. “No, that’s all I have.”
“Good. Then, for now, you’re cleared, Mr. Ledger.”
Elijah barely nods, his expression guarded, clearly troubled—again.
“As for you, Miss Woods,” she turns to me, her tone firm. “If you experience any more trouble or receive any unusual requests, come to me immediately. Understood?”
“I understand,” I say, folding my arms across my chest.
“You’re all dismissed until further notice.”
The second the office door clicks shut behind us, Nate explodes into a rant. “I’m telling you, I suspect vampires are behind the attacks. I mean, it makes sense, doesn’t it? Why otherwise would there be blood on Ariah’s mouth? How did it get there? Wait—did she have any injuries on her face? Her neck?”
I press my fingers to my temples, massaging. I’m at the start o
