Chapter SeventeenLeif
The sound of something large swishing through the air made me peek out over the top of the sheet at the swift-moving shadows in my room. Against the darkness, the movement was so quick my eyes couldn't keep up. Then, something white filled my view. I focused. Large, white wings. Bill had moved to intercept this guy whom I quickly assessed was a vampire (one of those aforementioned who had been in my house before and could come in at any time), his image came to me through my Knowing—dark blond hair, and at one time it was longer than it was now, his name came to me in a drift of thought: Leif. He had a twin brother, Heath—the good twin brother. The meaning of his crashing into my home like this slammed into me. Revenge. For something I'd done to him, or someone he ca
