Chapter 7A blood oath. Nick had never made a blood oath before. It was normally made about big things, not about something as simple as coming back after an errand.
He walked into the police station and smiled at the man behind the desk. “Hi. I’m here to pick up Urien…” What was his last name? “He was brought in yesterday from having visited Twilight, the nightclub.”
The man’s gaze hardened. “We don’t have an Urien here.”
“Yes, you do. A vampire.”
“There was a woman here to pick him up last night.”
Last night? “Oh, there must’ve been a misunderstanding then. Could you tell me the woman’s name?” Nick smiled at him and shrugged.
“No. We don’t ask the names of those who pick someone up when they’re released.” He looked a bit confused. “It’s strange…”
“What is?”
He shook his head. “Not
