“Are you expecting someone?” Ezra stood at the counter, unloading a box of small glass jars, moisturizers, and concealers from that morning’s shipment, and watching the sidewalk. “There’s been someone out there idling since we closed, and this city is getting scary.”
Adam searched the curb.
“Did you know they found a vampire staked not too far from where I live? Have you ever heard of such a thing?”
“Really?” Adam recognized the low, black car with dark windows. “That’s for me. I promised to do someone a favor, so they insisted on picking me up.”
Adam was trying to keep his new job a secret. Ganymede probably had rules against such things.
“It’s a nice ride. Are you almost ready to lock up? I just have to finish this and then I’m ready to go.”
“Close.” The shop had had a steady flow
