find some reason for Saraâs furtive actions.
â Sà ,â Sara answered and gripped the edge of her locker with one hand, facing Melissa. âIâve been working a lot of hours. If I canât be safe hereâ¦â
âIs everything okay?â
â Mami hasnât been well.â Saraâs face grew hard and unreadable, her motions slightly flustered. âIâd rather not talk about it.â As they both finished dressing, she remained silent.
As they walked out of the locker room together, Melissa didnât press, sensing Saraâs unease. When they neared the elevator bank, Melissa laid her hand on Saraâs arm and said, âIf you need to talk, if thereâs anything I can do to help, just let me know.â
Sara gave Melissa a tired smile. âThanks for the offer, but you canât even begin to guess the half of it.â
Melissa considered the possibility that she knew exactly what was up with Sara, but she said nothing else. It was safer to go to the source, for if there was one person sure to know more about other vampires and their keepers, it was Ryder.
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The journal flew across the room and hit the wall with a dull, but satisfying, thud.
Useless. Totally useless.
The Danvers clan had apparently been guarding some kind of secret for a long time, only this journal hadnât provided any information on the nature of their clandestine duties or how those duties tied into Frederick Danversâs recent experiments.
Another lab rat had died. Just one more rat to go and there was still nothing to keep the cell strain going. Nothing to give a clue as to how to activate the frozen samples.
It was risky to try anything else right now. Security had been tightened at the hospital and the surveillance of Melissaâs office had revealed nothing. If she had other journals, she wasnât endangering them by bringing them to the hospital.
Which meant she might have them at home. Only a home intrusion posed many increased risks, including injury to the inhabitants. Not that collateral damage of that kind was a problem, but if Melissa was the last Danvers with knowledge of the secret, the risk of losing her was too extreme. At least for now.
There was one lab rat and a fresh supply of human blood to inoculate with the cell strain. Maybe this time it would take.
Chapter 7
âA re you sure it was a blood bag?â
Melissa dragged a hand through her hair. âAs sure as I could be without checking her knapsack.â With an exasperated sigh, she continued, âIs she like me? A keeper? It would make sense, wouldnât it? As a nurse, she knows a lot of medical stuff. She could take care of needs like yours.â
âPossibly.â Ryder lowered his gaze as if further considering her question.
Diana, who was perusing the list Melissa had given her earlier, jumped in with, âSara Martinez. Itâs a common name. Anything else you can give me? Birth date? Social Security Number?â
âWeâre both Virgos. I think she was born on August 27th.â
âVirgos, huh? That makes you headstrong and intelligent. And would it be so bad if you had fellow-keeper company?â Sebastian asked.
Ignoring him, Melissa shot up off the sofa and paced a step or two before facing Ryder and Diana. âSo is it possible? Could Sara be a keeper like me?â
âI know there are other vampires, but I donât know who they are or where they are.â
Melissa examined him, trying to figure out how he could be so damn complacent about this. But she saw that while his tone sounded relaxed, he tapped his closed fist against the arm of the sofa in a nervous gesture. âHow could you not know?â
To stop the growing tension between Melissa and Ryder, Sebastian quipped, âItâs not like thereâs some secret organization like VLAD, Melissa.â
âVLAD?â She faced him, a confused look on her face.
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