Cypress.” Her name was perfect like her. “Well, pleasure to meet you.” She left and I continued to jot away on my notebook. I could understand his obsession. She looked like heaven and it was hard to resist her. And to be honest there was nothing spectacular about her that made her more than average. Cypress was charming. “Same here...Asher...” When she left I continued to be productive. It didn't take much. I had so much work I was drowning. Lucas’ book was published before his mother's death. Luna loved him and she made sure she lived long enough to see him be successful. It was all that she wanted. My father studied her like I am studying Lucas. Luna was not like her husband. She was very secretive and she went above and beyond to make sure her family was safe. Unlike Lucas she rarely traveled. She wanted to be near the love of her life and Lucas’ father, Declan Elledge . Declan was a strong father though he was absent for a time. His family lived in Ireland and Luna rarely made an appearance because of her disease and her son. My father believed Declan’s side was the dark part of Lucas’ family and I hadn’t had the chance to even start the research there. The table shook again and there was no way I was going to get anything done with these constant interruptions. I looked up and there was Lucas. Maybe he had spotted me that day. I had hidden but it might not have been enough. He could have heard my gasps as he cut into Summer and her klutz of a lover. Lucas cleared his throat and casually adjust his jacket. “How do you know Cypress?” He questioned. His eyes were piercing into me. He had wasted no time to get right down to business. “Uh, just met her. She said she was a writer. Who the fuck are you?” Good job Asher, be an ass. “Well uh, I'm the boyfriend. Lucas Elledge,” He held his hand and with a firm grip shook my hand. “Stay away from her.” “I don't want her, she started the conversation with me.” My palms had started to sweat and my heart was about rip itself free and gallop out of the library. He bled intimidation. “She just seemed cool.” “Yeah whatever, What's your name?” “Asher,” I said. I should have lied. He was a collector of names. “Stop by the club, I own The Summit. Drinks on me all night whenever you come.” He handed me the pass. It read “VIP ACCESS, per Lucas E.” I nodded my head in appreciation and partial fear. “Thanks.” “There are a shit ton of beautiful women for you to pursue and it's on me. Lose her number, okay?” My hands shook as the vision of the river of blood flowing from her neck purged its way through my mind. I felt sick. “Okay, will do...Thanks Lucas.” He turned his head. “How the fuck do you know my name?” My eyes skimmed the invitation once more and thank God there was his name. I held up the pass. “I read it here.” “Oh,” He paused hesitantly and nodded his head. “Sorry mate, it’s been an ass backward day. Come out to the club. Love to see you there.” He looked through his cell phone and walked away casually. His other hand in his pocket and eyes hooked on the phone. He was like a fucking lion and I may have accidentally made his list. I grabbed my cell phone and dialed my father's number when I was sure he saw me. “You okay?” The worry in his voice was obvious. It was three in the morning there and it was unlike me to call him at odd hours of the night. “I don’t know really. I had a conversation with Lucas. He basically told me to stay away from the girl.” I chose to omit the fact that I had seen him murder two people. My father was the type to flip out and run to the authorities. “Stay away from her. If he is forming a relationship with her. You shouldn't get in the middle. It being the first real connection since Luna's passing.” “Okay, I fucking froze up.” There was a chill that ran down my spine and I couldn’t stop my hand as subtly shook