9
We hurried after Tristan and found him standing at the foot of the four post bed in Sullivan’s room with his features returned to normal. Maddock sat in the chair, and seated up in the bed was Sullivan himself. The young man’s face was ghastly pale and his eyes were a strange dull gray color.
Maddock smiled as we entered. “I have informed Charlie as to how he came to be here in my home.”
“What of his condition?” Tristan asked the doctor.
“Weak, but there are no dangerous signs of his coming vampyric nature,” Maddock announced as he looked to his guest. “Are you able to tell us what happened to you, Charlie?”
Charlie closed his eyes and shuddered. “I remember all of it. I. . .I was at the hotel doing some gambling-”
“Charlie,” Maddock interrupted as he lifted the young man’s a
