Christopher asked curiously. “It was waiting for me when I went into the store, why? What are you feeling?” Dana’s facial expression turned to concern. “Nothing good.” He replied. From that moment on he was involved, no way out. The key was meant for both of them.
Call of Night 15
Frank admitted to not being a very good father, if he could go back and change the way things were now, he would do it in a heartbeat. The last thing he ever wanted was for his beloved daughters to ever become the monsters that he killed. Lily, she had a heart of gold. She always sought to help others in any way that she could. Katya, she had the most incredible imagination he had never seen in a child before. As vampires, their innocence was gone. The sweetness that remained in them after they became teenagers even, it was gone from their eyes. He hadn’t seen them since they turned; he got the word from another hunter. He wasn’t ready to face what he had done. He wasn’t sure how he could continue to live with himself, but there was work that had to be done. The vampire who made Lily and Katya his target was the same one he had been hunting since Lily and Katya were five years old. There was a memory they had forgotten with or without their powers in which he was thankful for. The memory unfortunately was what Frank could not let go of. It was right after his sister Katherine opened her own diner. Katherine had gone with Frank to pick up her son as well as daughters from a play date before it was time for Katherine’s shift. Frank and the kids were going to have late supper. Katherine was first to step inside and tried to hold in her scream; she was able to yell to the children to stay back. Frank stood beside her to see what her reaction was to. The customers were all dead laying in a pool of their own blood what was left of it as well as the waitress.
Call of Night 16
Frank closed the door quickly so the children wouldn’t catch sight of it, but one child was missing; Katherine’s son. Frank asked, “Where’s Charlie?” Katherine had her hand over her heart as Lily answered, “A man took him.” Frank often tried to block out the memory although it didn’t seem fair since his sister couldn’t. “What do you expect we do when we come across Lily and Katya?” George asked keeping his eyes on the road. “Not what you are thinking.” Frank replied. “Their taking people’s lives just so they can survive.” George said angrily. “They are still my daughters, they are still my blood; our blood.” A haunting feeling of sorrow ran effortlessly through George’s veins as the rest of the drive continued in silence. He knew the road they were on wasn’t a good one; their plan had already been set in motion.