"Very well," he said.
I rubbed my belly and listened to it growl. "I haven't eaten since Sunday," I told him. "I'm hungry."
"Me too," he said. Then he took my hand in his and grinned bloodthirstily. "Let us go eat."
I took a deep breath and tried not to think about what would be on the menu. I nodded nervously and squeezed his hand. We turned and faced away from the graves. Then, side by side, the vampire and his assistant, we began walking... into the night.
TO BE CONTINUED in book 2.