Finding Tino wasn’t hard. All Armand had to do was put in appearances at various social functions attended by the rich and famous. At the third one, he saw Tino intermingling with the other guests. It was obvious the young vampire knew many of them. It also became quickly apparent that Tino knew Armand was there from the glances he gave him—ones that were less than welcoming.
Since the gala, a charity fund raiser, was in the ballroom of a downtown hotel, Tino finally approached Armand, asking very quietly, “Are you going to come after me for being in—” he paused dramatically, “—your territory?”
Armand smiled dryly. “As long as you’re not hunting. No.” Then he added softly, “Or are you?”
“Me? Here? Not likely,” Tino retorted.
Armand looked hard at him. “I didn’t say what kind of hunting
