At nine am, I heard the doorbell as I sat in my office and I waited patiently for the vampire to make his appearance. I wasn’t looking forward to meeting him, not because I hate other species, but because vampires especially had a terrible reputation.
“So do you Lucas,” Baz chimed in my head.
“True,” I said as Hannah knocked on my door.
“Come in,” I said, and she opened the door to reveal a man around my age with pale skin, dark blonde hair and striking blue eyes. He looked quite ordinary, dressed in a suit and carrying a laptop bag over his shoulder.
“This is Lucas Grey, my brother, and this is Timothy Black, my friend,” Hannah said, putting emphasis on the ‘friend’ part. I stood up and shook his hand firmly, promising myself to give him the benefit of the doubt.
“It’s nice to m
