Chapter Fifteen
"This is so cool." Daphne gasps as she looks around the room. "There are so many books here."
"That tends to be the case with libraries," I mutter.
"I know, but all the old books. Can I touch them?"
"We're not even supposed to be here at all, so I don't see the harm in doing that." I shrug and she takes that as all the invitation she needs to go look at the far bookshelf.
I have no idea where Thomas is, so head over to his table and sit back in the same chair I used last time I was here. I'm not sure why it matters that it's the same chair, but to me it does. I pull out my phone and start flicking through news articles from today. Nothing jumps out as serious. Another vampire has joined parliament, but that's nothing new. Supernaturals have helped run the country
