Chapter 9
Spring arrived, cold and blustery but with the promise that winter was finally over. Philip had given up on ever hearing from Charles and Larry. He’d called the number Larry had given him several times and gotten no response, not even being sent to voice mail. When the snow began to melt, he and Adam had gone back to the remains of the house only to find it just as they had left it, a bare outline in the damp earth. They had searched for anything that might lead down to underground chambers with no luck.
“I bet Charles mists in and out and Larry uses his teleportation abilities,” Adam had said in frustration. He had really wanted to get to know Charles, as he was the only vampire he’d met. That they were different kinds, Adam understood, but he’d thought that maybe Charles coul
