“Did he really just?” Ash let his words trail as he went to the door and rattled it. It didn’t so much as budge. “He locked us in here, Willow.”
I wasn’t really fond of his accusatory tone. “He’ll be back.”
“But should we stay here?” Angel questioned. I was almost startled by his deciding to talk again I had to fight the impulse to drop him. “His mother reeks of death, we shouldn’t stay here.”
“She’s a vampire, wouldn’t that be normal?” I questioned. “I mean Zoar does too right? The reek of death.”
“Then why are you friends with him?” Adrian questioned. It wasn’t an accusation but merely a question.
“Zoar doesn’t smell the same,” Angel admitted. “Zoar has a different scent.”
“Nice of you to talk to us again,” I grumbled. “We’re safer here until we find out what his mother knows abou
