My brows crease, but after checking the boys, I follow her out to find the customer from before sitting at one of the small tables. Three cups of coffee sit on the table and a plate of scones and jam. I also notice the Open sign has been turned to Closed, and the blinds are now shut.
Taking my seat next to Sondra, I realize the man is impeccably dressed and looks more like a businessman. But that is not the only thing I notice. He is also a vampire.
“Elena, this Marco. He used to work with my husband,” Sondra tells me.
I blink at her. I have yet to learn exactly what it is her husband did, but we gather he must have been some kind of mob boss.
Not just from the chop shop but the secret bunkers beneath the house that store enough weapons that she could open a gun store, maybe severa
