Ivon threw the door open so violently the handle got stuck in the wall. “Where the hell is Ollie?” He demanded. Every line on his face was tensed as he scanned the room for his prey.
There were a number of vampires lounging about but he couldn’t find the brown-haired kid he sought. Not a good beginning to his quest.
The blonde vampire that he had startled so bad he had fallen off the side of the couch, picked himself up and brushed himself off before giving the other a shrug. “I don’t know, haven’t seen the kid in a while. Figured he was off doing Ollie things.”
He settled himself back on the couch as if the matter was handled.
Ivon was not amused.
“Then pray tell, can you tell me where Linda is? You know, the person that this entire f*****g house is supposed to be guarding?” He ut
