CHAPTER 22One Sunday, Abby went to the refectory to get some food. Astrid grinned wickedly and produced a cup of blood. “I found this at a local butcher.” She handed it over as Abby gaped.
“How?”
“I have my ways,” Astrid said mysteriously.
Abby chuckled and returned to the refectory, Lynn tailing after her, with breakfast in hand. Abby made sure to go to the refectory three times a day to ensure that Lynn had proper meals.
Back at the lab, Abby settled in and concentrated on figuring out if activating the junk DNA did anything at all to vampires. Lynn was playing on a computer on the other side of the lab. The hunters were in between Abby and the scientist.
The intense problem-solving made her hungry, and she swiftly drained the cup of blood.
When she put the cup down, the world seem
