Fiona and Elizabeth answered him at the same time, Elizabeth's 'no' was defensive and Fiona's 'yes' was curt.
He took a long drink from the wine bottle in his hand, he wiped his mouth on his sleeve. "Where did you go tonight?" He asked.
"The Jewish quarters," Fiona told him, "Where are the others?"
Their night of killing hadn't ended at the Bran's household. They had gone from there to a nearby cemetery. Milos had dug up a fresh grave, on the freshly tilled earth, they had taken turns raping Matilda Bran. Ciaran had pushed her barely alive body into the casket that Milos had broken open and closed her up tightly inside.
Ciaran was a twisted vampire, he had buried Matilda alive, he had read about it in a volume of short stories. The vampires that liked to frequent the cemetery w
