Shock flashed across Elliott"s pale face, quickly hardening into icy anger and… a flicker of confusion. "Black, have you lost your mind? Unhand me! What"s happened to Leah?" "Stop playing games! Just now, at the school gates! She was grabbed, thrown into a van! Who else would do this?!" My grip tightened. His pupils constricted sharply, swirling with genuine shock and… fear. "Kidnapped? No… impossible! I swear, it wasn"t me!" He broke my hold with unnerving strength. "You saw it? What kind of vehicle? Which direction?" His reaction seemed real. But vampires were master deceivers… weren"t they? My phone buzzed. A text from Mike: **«Boss, vehicle found abandoned behind the old lumber mill warehouse on the west side. Leah"s scent is there, plus at least two other human scents, muddled. Van wa
