Tools of death
Irena’s POV
It had been a week since the duties and tasks of hunting down the thing killing all of these humans had been distributed amongst the council members, orders had been dished out and every available Vampire was working day and night to fulfill their duties.
Even Carlos, despite my telling him he didn’t have to.
“My sister may be gone, but the people that are still here, their lives are now at stake, and she would kill me if I sat around and moped rather than doing what I can to help,” he had told me in adamant rebellion.
Kids, they grow up so fast.
We had a lot of ground to cover and no real point to start from.
It was definitely going to be a difficult task finding the person responsible for all of this death and destruction.
The effects
