Chapter ThirteenDevious
The sound of a bell chime in the penthouse drifted to my ears, and my heart rate accelerated. Bryce had been on his cell phone for the past half an hour with some chick. I was certain it was his girlfriend, because I was getting images of them together. He'd told her he was working and would be off in a few hours. You mean when the sun went down.
I was getting worried because older vampires could be up and around during the day—this was something I knew from my past dealings with Tremayne. Things were gradually coming back to me—not a lot, but some things I simply knew. Memories jarred from my memory like shaking a piggy bank which gave up a few pennies, dimes or nickels here and there (and I knew there were a few large bills stuck inside the piggy bank, but they
