here - instead of in front of her apartment building. Nearby, a rat scurried across the pavement - missing her feet by mere inches. Nicole shuddered. “Why did you park here?” “I didn’t want anyone to see my car.” Okay, well that made sense. When they reached the car, he opened the door for her so she could get in. Nicole couldn’t help but smile at his gentlemanly manners. Too few men opened doors for ladies these days. Alec pulled out of the alley and onto the main street. “I am going to the Cell. It is one of Omar’s nests.” “So how are we going to get him back?” Nicole asked, not liking the way Alec was acting. His usual sarcastic sense of humor was missing, and his mood was darker than usual. “We are not doing anything. You are going into hiding while I go and get Ethan out of there.” “What do you mean … I’m going into hiding?” “Omar wants me to trade you for Ethan.” Alec did not so much as glance in her direction as he spoke. Her mouth dropped open. “Why does he want me? I am no threat to him.” “He claims it is because you know too much, but I don’t believe it. He wants you for some other reason.” Stricken with anxiety, Nicole bit at her bottom lip and began to fidget in her seat. The thought of Alec biting her was frightening and tantalizing at the same time, but to think that another vampire was after her was an entirely different story. Nicole cleared her throat. “What … what could he want from me?” “I’m not sure, but I intend to find out.” “Who exactly is this Omar?” she wanted to know. Alec said nothing to acknowledge her question, seemingly absorbed in the task of driving. Finally Alec took his eyes from the road long enough to glance over at her. “He is as close to the devil as you will probably ever get.” “Hmm … well that’s nice to know.” “Omar is an old vampire … and he is very secretive, so no one knows just how old he is. According to legend, he comes from Sumer. They say he is a descendant of the heathen gods of the Sumerians. The very translation of the word Sumer means Land of the Civilized Lords, but these were dark lords. The ancient vampires ruled Sumer at one time. At least that is the story.” Alec smiled. “And Omar is one of these ancient ones? But I thought vampires could not reproduce?” Nicole was enthralled, but chilled by the story. She couldn’t imagine a place where vampires ruled. “There is a lot you don’t know about vampires, but even more that is unknown about these ancient ones.” Nicole stared out the car window - taking notice of their location. They appeared to be in the swamps, but it was too dark to make out details. Alec slowed the car, pulling off the highway and onto a dirt road. “Where are you taking me?” “You’re not worried are you?” Alec’s sinister laughter returned. It was comforting, if a little unnerving. Nicole stared at him - still wondering just how far she could trust him. She had to keep reminding herself that if he wanted to kill her - she’d be dead. “Should I be?” she asked. “Maybe you should be.” After Alec pulled to the side of the road, Nicole could make out a small dock in the beam of the headlights. He was planning to take her into the swamps. “Sorry, I don’t have a flashlight. We’ll have to make the trip in the dark.” “I guess it’s a good thing that you can see in the dark,” she commented. Beneath the light of the waxing moon, she could make out a small airboat bobbing in the black water. A rope tethered the boat to the dock - preventing it from floating away with the current stirring beneath the surface of the water. Alec gripped her arm, helping steady her as she stepped onto the boat. “Why didn’t you just fly us?” she asked, a half smile on her face. He chuckled - her question obviously amusing to him. “It’s quite a distance we’ve traveled. Not only would it be too much for you, but it would