I folded my arms on the table top and rested my head on them. My breath bounced off the plastic and came back into my face, making a warm little furnace that painted my face with my own breath.
I sighed. The only way I was going to get any further was to get to the bottom of the master vampires and how they operated. If I knew what they did, what skills they possessed and how they did their business, I could find out more. I could find some kind of crack in their metal wall and find Aspen.
The only person that knew anything about the masters, was Connor. I was damn glad I’d missed when I’d shot him. I needed him alive now to tell me.
At the same time I knew that it was ridiculous even trying to go to him after that. He would never help me, why would he? And after what happened betwee
