He was shaking his head over and over again. I touched his hair and tried not to look at what I'd done to his face. He struggled mindlessly to reach me, to sink those teeth into my flesh. The only vamp I knew well that was descended from a line like that was Willie McCoy.
Just asking, just asking. I'd bunked with him before. I finally tried something I didn't like admitting to the police at large. He looked at me over the rims of his glasses, before he pushed them back up his nose.
Join the newsletter to receive news, updates, new products and freebies in your inbox.