Ephram was already asleep when Duff came to my apartment early the next morning.
“We need to talk,” he said succinctly, before leaving again. I followed him down to the office. Liddy and Rob were already there and waiting.
“What do you know about Ephram?” Duff asked.
I gave him a brief rundown of the facts that I had, including who Ephram’s Sire was.
“I’ve heard of Ionescu, and not favorably,” Duff admitted. “Almost makes me feel sorry for Ephram, if he’s telling the truth.”
“He is. I did a bit of probing. From his latent abilities, it’s clear he was sired by a very old vampire, and the fact that his Sire deserted him fits with what I know about Ionescu. And in case you’re worried, I know for a fact Ephram’s a very young Fledgling. That I can sense, as I can sense the age of any vampi
