looks like a human.”
“Then I guess we look for a human. There aren’t many Vampire down south, so a human would be as out of place as a bright orange demon with a tail,” Neeman replied.
Stephos closed his mouth and looked the other way.
Going on a run without much of a description made Neeman’s gut queasy. On his missions, he was used to knowing where they were going and what he was looking for. Not enough intel got people killed.
Neeman was sorry for being hard on Stephos. He didn’t like being harsh to his men. They needed to know he was in charge, but being an ass didn’t garner camaraderie. His whole life was in upheaval, though.
There were murderous beasts coming to their area. Chase was missing and Russians had come to Chicago without invitation. He was craving blood more and more each day and it was getting hard to resist. He was on a mission with no idea what to expect. Even worse a female was in his house who had no regard for either boundaries or rules. One he’d thought about sleeping with, but she most likely was in love with the same man who Danika was in love with. And that man, Mason, he wanted to hate more than anything, but he couldn’t. It wasn’t Mason’s fault he’d been dragged to this plane. He hadn’t asked to be caught by slavers and sold to Danika at auction. In many ways, Mason had more in common with Neeman than anyone knew. Even Mason.
Neeman turned on some music and tried not to think about anything, but all that kept popping into his head was a beautiful, ebony-haired, green-eyed girl, with a tongue like a whip.
Thirty minutes later, Neeman pulled the vehicle into a gas station near Chicago Heights and got out. A group of young vamps stood by the entrance. He walked toward them and they stopped talking.
“You from around here?” he asked.
“Down the road.” One of them pointed.
“You hear or see anything strange lately?”
The boys all looked at each other and then at Neeman.
“There’s some kind of big party down off 16th and Aberdeen.”
“A party isn’t exactly what I was thinking of.”
“This one might be. It’s being held in one of the abandoned houses. A human took up residence there a few days ago and all the female vamps in the area have been flocking to it. Parties there every night this week.”
A human, alone, in an abandoned house. Sounded like what he was looking for.
“16th and Aberdeen? Have any of you gone down there to check it out?”
The boys shook their heads.
“A girl from work went there yesterday and didn’t show up for her shift today, though,” said one.
“Thanks for the help.” Neeman walked back to the car. “A human has taken up residence in an abandoned house a few miles from here. Probably our guy.”
Stephos cracked his knuckles. “Then let’s go knock on his door.”
* * * *
It wasn’t hard to figure out which house the boys had mentioned. All they had to do was follow the stream of female vamps walking up to the front of a boarded up house and through the door. From behind the wooden slats, multicolored light and loud music emanated. A group of male vamps had gathered on the lawn.
Neeman stopped the car and he and Stephos got out. Riley pulled up behind them and both he and a human named John exited their car as well. They grouped up and set a plan.
“I’ll take Stephos and get a feel for what’s going on. Riley, you and John head around the back and see if the door is accessible. If it is, cover it. I’ll call if we need you. I’m hoping this will be an easy one.”
“Do we know what we’re looking for?” asked John.
Neeman clenched his jaw. “A human male.”
“A human?” John’s eyes widened.
“Come on.” Riley tugged John away. “I told you not to bug Neeman,” he whispered.
Neeman and Stephos retrieved their weapons and headed for the front. They passed the group of male vamps.
“Go home,” Neeman said. “We’ll take care of this.”
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