Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“No mortal can keep a secret. If the lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore.”

" Sigmund Freud

September 23^rd, 2010

They left that next morning. Gavin drove like a maniac, so they got to the airport in half the time it would take a normal person. Evelyn didn’t say much of anything as he drove, just pretended like she was sleeping so she couldn’t see him weaving around cars that weren’t going fast enough for him. She heard him grumble when he got behind a cop car at one point, but he hardly slowed down.

The airport was crowded for a Thursday morning. Most of the people hanging around were in business attire. One woman could have easily been mistaken for a man what with her pantsuit. Evelyn inwardly cringed at the drab corporate fashion, if one could even call it that. Gavin quickly checked them in and got the tickets. She was very surprised, but pleased, when she noticed that the seats were in first class.

“I’ve never flown first class before,” she said quietly, more to herself than to Gavin, but he answered anyways.

“Well there’s a first time for everything. Plus, coach is a bust. They don’t even give you those bags of peanuts anymore.” He made a face and started walking towards their terminal.

There were few people sitting in the waiting area, so Evelyn and Gavin found two comfortable seats near the main gate. They chatted for a while about the weather and commented sarcastically on how few people were traveling that day. An hour later, they boarded the plane. The seats were comfortable and there was enough space in between the rows that Evelyn could stretch her legs out once they were in the air. As the plane took off, a harsh feeling in her stomach began to overwhelm her. Evelyn held onto her armrest as the plane lifted higher into the air. She could feel the height. It was like her chair was dangling over nothing but open air. She wanted to throw up.

“Hey, you okay?” Gavin said, his tone worried, placing a comforting hand on her rigid one. Immediately, the feeling ceased; his touch seemed to soothe all of her uncomfortable feelings.

She nodded quickly, not looking at him. The blood was still drained from her face and her skin felt clammy. “Yeah. I’m okay. Not used to flying, I guess.”

“Do you need a glass of water or anything?”

“No. I"I’m fine.” Evelyn shook her head.

He nodded and leaned his head back against his seat, closing his eyes. She took a mental note that Gavin still had not moved his hand. After a couple of minutes, he was sound asleep. He can sleep anywhere, Evelyn enviously thought. She leaned into her seat, not moving her left arm for fear that his hand would fall.

Halfway into the flight, Evelyn got out of her seat to go use the ladies room. Carefully, to not disturb Gavin, she moved his hand so it sat on his lap and quickly scooted into the isle. There was only two other people who had joined them in first class. They were businessmen, both busy on their laptops. One looked up as Evelyn walked by. He had hazel eyes and smelled completely human. She averted eye contact and continued on her way. Locking the door behind her, she turned to the small cabin mirror and stared at herself. She had gained weight while living with Gavin. He always kept food in the house and most of it was surprisingly healthy. There were no more dark circles underneath her eyes and her hair wasn’t frizzy. She looked good. Strong.

Smiling at her reflection, Evelyn turned back around and pressed her hand on the lock. Just as she was about to open it, there was a knock on the door.

“Is someone in there?” a man said from behind it. His voice sounded strange"she felt like she knew it, but wasn’t completely sure.

“Just a second,” she replied, leaning her ear against the door.

“Take your time,” the man said, drumming his fingers on the door. Evelyn could hear his heartbeat, she could feel his fingernails lightly touching the metal door. The sound was familiar"as was the voice. She wracked her brain, trying to place them. All the while she still did not open the door. She had become extremely cautious since running away and she took all the necessary precautions.

Slowly and a bit unwillingly, Evelyn opened the door. A tall, well-built man stood in front of her, and immediately she slammed the door shut. Her heart rate increasing tenfold. She pushed all her weight on the door, praying that Karl, her pack brother, had not seen her but those prayers were short lived.

“I know it’s you, Evelyn,” Karl said quietly into the door. Immediately after his words, he rammed his shoulder into the door, causing it to shudder. Evelyn continued to push against the egress"she used her feet against the wall across from it as an anchor. She did not say a word, just continued to hold the door.

“Come on, sweetie. I just want to talk.” The door shuddered again, this time it almost opened. “Don’t be difficult, now.” Another shudder. “Evelyn, I'm not playing this game with you.” And another. Evelyn cursed as she lost her grip and fell onto the floor just as Karl rammed the door one last time. She shield away from it, moving by the sink so it wouldn’t smack her in the face.

Karl stood there with a smirk plastered on his unshaven face. “A year,” he said, stepping into the water closet. “That is how much time we have wasted looking for you, Ev. I wanted to give up a month into it, but no. Kain insisted we continue. So here we are, over eleven months later, and I find you sitting on a plane holding hands with Owen Wyatt’s eldest son.” His eyes flashed with annoyance. “I find this simply amusing.”

“What are you going to do to me?” Evelyn asked strongly. She felt a shiver run down her back, but she ignored it. Shifting wouldn’t do any good now.

“Well, first, right after this plane lands, you are going to get away from Gavin and then I am going to take you to Kain.”

“What if I don’t leave Gavin? What then?”

“Then I will kill him and drag you away screaming.”

Evelyn’s face drained of blood. “You wouldn’t. Kain would never give the okay on that.”

“Well I couldn’t give a damn on what Kain wants. I follow orders, but that’s as far as my loyalties lie. Now, are we understood?”

Evelyn hesitated before she nodded, trying to formulate some type of escape plan. He left the room then, disappearing behind the curtain leading to coach. She stood there for a moment in the bathroom doorway trying to calm her racing heart. A stewardess walked by and asked if Evelyn was alright. She nodded and decided to go back to her seat. When she entered the first class wing, her senses were on high alert. Odors became more dominant, noises were more distinct, and living beings and inanimate objects seemed to have new life.

Gavin was right where she had left him"fast asleep. He had no idea of the ordeal in the water closet. Evelyn sat down next to him and stared straight ahead. She did not want to wake him while she was still trying to calm down. Her insides were threatening to expose her. She could feel the shift, but continued to push it down. Her fingers shook violently as she tried to take a sip of the water a steward had given her when they first boarded.

“What’s wrong?” Evelyn jumped, spilling her water, at the sound of Gavin’s voice. She looked over to find him watching her, concern smeared across his face. His eyes are what held her attention, though. Usually, the irises were both a very light lily pad green, but his left eye was almost blue compared to the right. She blinked and moved her face a bit closer to his, examining the eye.

“Uh…Evelyn?” Gavin said, now confused by her closeness. “You okay?”

She moved back immediately, realizing her intrusion into his personal space. “Yeah. I'm fine. Everything’s fine. Why wouldn’t it be?” she flinched at her lie and looked away, letting her body sink into the chair. Gavin’s eyebrows pulled together as he watched her every move. If it were any moment she would have felt self-conscious, but his scrutiny was simply trying to read body language.

“You’re a terrible liar.”

In a flash Gavin grabbed Evelyn’s hand and held onto it tightly. She looked at where their skin touched. It felt like it was on fire"some sort of electric burning generated between that one touch. She looked up at his face. His eyes were closed as if he were concentrating on something. His body shivered and he let go, opening his eyes. Determination was plainly written on his face.

“Can he hear us?” Gavin said almost inaudibly. If she hadn’t been focused so much on his face, she would have missed it. Her face paled. What? How did he know?

She nodded, not wanting Karl to hear any type of conversation that dealt with her current situation. Her mind was reeling. Gavin’s jaw locked and he nodded once, sharply. Reaching under his seat to his carry-on bag, he pulled out his leather bound journal"or his notebook"and a pen. Flipping to an open page he began to write.

When we get off this plane, he began, I want you to leave me and go ahead and act like you are leaving the airport. Karl will think that you evaded me.

Evelyn grabbed the pen from his hand and scribbled a response. How the crap do you know about what just happened? She looked up at him with her eyebrows raised, waiting for him to take the pen. He looked conflicted.

Evelyn. This is not the time to discuss it. We have to formulate a strategy to get us both out of here alive. We will talk about that later.

Evelyn stared at Gavin blankly. “Fine,” she said quietly aloud. He stared at her incredulously and shoved the pen in her hand.

What happens when he catches up with me?

Don’t worry. I think I have a plan that might work. But you are going to have to trust me.

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Evelyn walked through the airport alone. It took her a few minutes to find the baggage claim, even though there were no bags that she needed to claim. She looked around in the crowd and spotted Karl, leaning against a wall on the far side of the large space. She started towards him, unsure of what else to do.

 “Where’s Gavin?” he said when Evelyn was just a few feet away.

            “Does it matter? I'm here now. You don’t have to hurt him.” She stared at him blankly, measuring her breaths so that her heartbeat would not give her away.

“Huh. Well I was hoping to kill two birds with one stone, but I guess one bird will have to do for now.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” She took a step back from her pack brother"ex-pack brother.

“Kain never said anything about not harming Gavin. And since he now owns the company, I want to kill him before he tries to kill our pack because of your mistakes.”

“Wouldn’t that just defeat the purpose? Kain wanted to join the Vampire company, not try to create another war. And besides, Gavin doesn’t even want the company so you can leave him alone.” Evelyn’s hands shook with fury"and something far worse. Karl noticed immediately.

“We should get you back home for the shift. I'm sure your parents would love to see you,” he said almost sarcastically. He started walking towards the exit, back towards check in so they could get tickets home, back to Georgia, not looking back to see if Evelyn was behind him. Hesitating only slightly, she followed only to stop when she saw someone unexpected. Someone who probably wanted her dead. Someone who she had not seen in over a year. Karl saw him the same time Evelyn did.

“Kain,” Karl said with wide eyes. “I thought you said you were going to meet me back home. Did you talk with the Vampires?”

“Yes. I sensed another pack member close by. Hmm. I'm glad I followed my instincts. Hello, Evelyn,” Kain said, staring at Evelyn like a science project. His dark green eyes were just as she remembered, but they scared her more than they did before. “I’ll take it from here, Karl. You can run along.”

“But sir"” Karl began to protest, his face pale as he stared up at his pack master.

“Don’t make me force you to leave, Karl,” Kain said strongly. He was well over six foot seven making Karl look like a dwarf. Standing next to both of them, Evelyn looked like a pixie. Evelyn stared as Karl nodded once and started walking out the door without another glance back. The Alpha had spoken, and Karl was not going to fight.

Sighing, Kain turned back to Evelyn with a smile. “Well, that went well, I think.”

“What are you talking about?” she asked him, terrified of the man in front of her. His eyebrows pushed together and he grabbed her hand, leading her to the nearest bathroom. She did not fight back. They walked into the women’s restroom, passing a few ladies who were exiting. They wore startled looks on their faces seeing a man walk in, but they didn’t protest. Kain was just too intimidating to ask questions. He pulled Evelyn into the handicap stall and locked the door.

“Evelyn, when I show you what I am about to show you, you have to promise me you will not scream,” he said quietly, just as someone flushed a toilet. “Promise?”

She just stared at him. With a shrug, Kain closed his eyes, his body shivering slightly like he was about to phase. Evelyn’s eyes widened as she pushed herself against the stall door, bracing herself for a wolf to jump out of his skin. But that was not the case. The man in front of her began to shift, but in a way she did not fully understand. She had heard once of the Therianthropes who could change into any animal on the planet, but had simply thought it was another folk tale.

As this man changed"growing six inches shorter and many shades blonder"Evelyn sank to the floor, staring up into Gavin’s eyes.

Gavin stared at her anxiously, his hands moving to his pockets. “Say something, Evelyn,” he whispered. She opened her mouth, unsure what to say.

“Is it really you, Gavin?” she asked almost inaudibly. He nodded.

“It’s me.”

“How can I know for sure?”

“The first time we met, you hated my house. You thought my favorite color was white,” he said with a slight smile.

“How did you know that? I never told you I thought that.” Her hands were shaking again.

“It’s a long story, Evelyn. One that I can't really tell you in an airport bathroom.” As if to prove his point, another toilet flushed.

ù

Gavin and Evelyn hailed a cab shortly after. There was no trace of Karl, and for that Evelyn was glad. Gavin on the other hand looked nervous, like he was waiting for Evelyn to scream at him or tell him he is a monster. She did not. She just sat there quietly as the cab driver swerved between cars and changed radio stations. He finally settled on country music. Evelyn made a face"so did Gavin, but they didn’t say anything.

“So where you two from, eh?” the driver asked after a while when they hit traffic. He had a Jamaican accent which made his choice of music much more comical. “Traveling light. You runaways?” he said it jokingly, but Evelyn flinched anyways.

“Actually no. We just got back from our honeymoon in Alaska, but the airport lost all of our luggage. All we have are the bags we carried with us and the love in our hearts,” Gavin said staring at Evelyn, his voice and face devastated. She held back her smile and went with the charade.

By the end of the cab ride, the driver insisted that Gavin only pay for half of the fair. Gavin, being the nice guy he was, refused the offer and gave the man double the fair instead. He said he believed in Karma and got out of the car without another glance in the man’s direction. Evelyn smiled at him as they walked up to the doors of Eversor Industries. It was a tall skyscraper made of glass with silver-metal trimmings.

It was exactly as she remembered it. Sleek doors would lead into a huge white waiting room/foyer. Everything was very modern. The floors were white marble with flecks of silver that made the room almost sparkle because of all the excess light. It was almost ironic that it was so bright, seeing as Vampires ran the company. But the sun could not hurt them in there. The windows were double paned and blocked the UV rays that made the Vampires so weak. Vampires, she had learned, could spend short amounts of time in the sun, as long as it wasn’t beaming straight down on them.

“Are you going to come in with me?” Gavin asked after a moment. Evelyn stared at the building for a moment, contemplating"remembering.

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Kain and Evelyn walked into Eversor Industries alone. They had no other back up. Kain wanted to make sure Owen Wyatt thought he could trust them. It was a stupid thought, really. They were going to get themselves killed, or that’s at least what Evelyn predicted.

“Are you sure this is wise?” Evelyn whispered, though her words seemed to echo in the grand foyer. Kain glanced at her, showing no emotion.

“This is all for the best,” he said simply just as they approached the secretary.

“Mr. Wyatt will see you now,” she said, not looking up from her computer. Her voice was thin and cold. Like her heart, Evelyn said inwardly. Kain nodded and walked over to the office doors. It was odd to her that Owen would have stayed on the first floor of the building. Usually, men of high status require a higher office.

The doors were opened by two men dressed in black. They did not breathe as Kain and Evelyn entered. Owen Wyatt sat at his desk, with his hands folded neatly on top of it. He seemed like an ordinary man at first glance. Granted he wore a nice suit and an expensive watch, and his hair must have cost hundreds of dollars to look so extravagant. Then again, he was a Vampire. As Evelyn came closer to the man, she noticed certain features about him. They were things that made her want to run and scream, but she was not a coward. His face was hard and too pale"skin flawless and unnatural. He hardly breathed, though shallow breaths were taken every once in a while. They seemed to be more out of habit than necessity. His eyes appraised them with no emotion. They were dead, like his heart.

“Kain. Evelyn. Please, do sit,” his voice chimed. It did not echo in the room because of all the black furniture and rug, but the tone was deep and plain. He did not care if they sat or not. He simply did not care. That was the way of Vampires.

Evelyn sat on the right chair, Kain on the left. She tried not to look at Owen too much. She hadn’t met many Vampires before, but she had heard stories. They could control the minds of humans and sometimes shape-shifters. She wasn’t going to take any chances.

“Would either of you like some tea or coffee?” Owen asked, unmoving.

“No, thank you,” Kain replied. “We’re fine.”

“Well, then, I suppose we should get down to business.”

Evelyn gazed around the room for a moment. The shelves that were on the surrounding walls held volumes upon volumes of books. She noticed many law books along with classics like Moby Dick. She wanted to laugh when she spotted Dracula, but held her tongue. After a few minutes, Evelyn zoned back in to the conversation Kain was having with Mr. Wyatt.

“An alliance of this magnitude will surely benefit you strongly, sir,” Kain was saying. “With Lycanthrope on your side, you could be even more powerful than you are now. The world would be at your mercy.”

Evelyn almost rolled her eyes at his statement. He was trying to sell it too much. If Kain just got right to the point, that he wanted to be in control of werewolves around the world"to be the Prime Alpha, then she wouldn’t have to listen to such nonsense. Apparently Owen thought the same thing she did.

“I do not want the world, Mr. Thindman. I have everything I want already.” Owen’s voice and face was void of emotion. “You, on the other hand, are being greedy. You only want an alliance with my company because Lycanthrope are by no means a dominant species within our dimension. Or perhaps you are just doing this for selfish reasons. I think the latter one is more accurate.” He pressed his palms together and tilted his head toward Evelyn. “You, though.” He paused and gently pursed his lips. “You do not want to be here. I'm sure you have contemplated running out of my office and heading for the hills. The only thing that is keeping you here is the fact that your pack master,” he said the words with distain, “wants you here. I’m sure you hate me and loathe what I do.”

“Mr. Wyatt, I can assure you"” Kain began but was silenced with a wave of a hand.

“If you understood why I am the way I am, perhaps you would see me differently,” he finished.

“I don’t care why you are the way you are,” Evelyn said strongly, tracing his every movement though they were small. “And I don’t care if you make this alliance with Kain. What I do care about is my family"my pack. I care how they will end up. I don’t want them slaughtered by some league of Vampires who only care about themselves. So, with whatever happens, I just need to know they will be safe.” She finished speaking and glanced over at Kain who had a blank stare, but rage was very prominent in his eyes.

Owen laughed. It was a startling sound, like it wasn’t him that was making the noise. It was almost a cackle"if a cackle could be deep. His razor sharp fangs showed and Evelyn immediately went into a brief panic. After a moment, the laughing slowed to a minimum but Owen continued to smile.

“It is fascinating how incredibly human you are. You care so much, but think so little about the why.” He laughed again. “It’s marvelous.”

“Well, I'm glad I amuse you,” Evelyn mumbled.

Kain glared. Things were not going as planned.

“Hmm.” Owen looked thoughtful as he continued staring at Evelyn. “A union between Vampire and Lycanthrope would only be achieved if certain arrangements were to be made. Arrangements that you might not find appealing.”

“Name them,” Kain said, his voice rising an octave.

“Firstly, I think we can both agree that Lycanthrope are not as powerful as Vampires. The connections made by them over the years overpower any opinion you have on the subject. You will never be stronger. You will never be quicker. You will never be more cunning. Those are the facts.” Kain didn’t say anything. He was having a hard time keeping a straight face. Evelyn, on the other hand, looked at the man with total odium. Owen continued.

“With that said, if a partnership were to occur, you would work for me. Some of your pack would be a part of my personal guard. Some would take care of errands.” Errands sounded like it had a double meaning. “Others I would induct into the company as Pursuers.”

“What does that entitle?” Evelyn asked quietly, having a hard time finding her voice. None of what she heard sounded safe for anyone in the pack. She wanted to leave.

“Well if you were to come to me fifteen years ago, I would have said that it entitles procuring Observers and persuading them to join our cause. But now, Pursuers simply have to deal with Observers and other creatures who have gone rouge or who do not obey our laws.”

“When you say ‘deal with Observers’ do you mean…?” She couldn’t finish her question. Her throat closed up.

“We eliminate the threat they pose to us.”

She stood, unmoving.

The crack of bones erupted into the momentary silence, and the air surrounding her turned into a haze of rage. In the span of a moment, Owen realized he was faster than her and that she meant to kill him. His mission completed, he allowed a look of pure contentment to swallow his features. He’d made peace with his death.

Claws"which were not fully formed"drew away from his chest, carrying with them the tattered remains of a heart.

Evelyn stared at the desiccated organ, unused for many years. The blood dripping from her hand was surprisingly lukewarm, like a newly chilled white wine. Her gaze moved from the wrinkled muscle to the hole it came from, and back. Owen’s body shriveled up like an old grape"as if the moisture had vanished from his quickly decaying body. His skin was almost blue in color.

A low, inhuman growl crowded around Evelyn, driving her to her knees, forcing her to bare her throat in one the most obvious signs of canine submission.

“Up,” he forced between elongated fangs. “Now.”

She stood, dazed, Owen’s heart forgotten in her now-human hand.

“We’re getting out of here.” Kain walked to the door and paused. “Move.”

She began taking steps towards him. Red droplets leaked onto the white tile, leaving a trail that was sure to stain without immediate help. Kain cursed. “Put that down,” he ordered, hand on the metal doorknob, a cool contrast to his heated nature. The rest of her core stayed still as she twisted her wrist; the heart slipped from her fingers and hit the ground with a light squish. Evelyn contorted her face in disgust.

“D****t. You have blood all over you.” He made mention only after she was by his side. “Here,” he said, handing her his leather jacket. “Cover yourself up with that. Keep your hands in the sleeves.” She did as she was told. No blood peeked out of the cuffs"the jacket was large enough to engulf her entire upper body.

Kain opened the door, but just enough for them to squeeze through and shut it quietly behind them. Only the receptionist sat in the foyer at her desk, paying them no mind. The men who opened the door for them when they came in were nowhere to be seen. They walked with purpose until they reached the front door. Once they were out, they ran. They ran down different streets, paths twisting, conspiring, until they knew no Vampire would follow them. It was still daylight after all.

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“You coming?” Gavin repeated, bringing Evelyn back to the present. She looked at Gavin’s pretty green eyes and nodded.

“Yes. Of course.”

The two walked into the building. It was exactly as it had been a year ago. Same white floors. Same windows. Same receptionist. Evelyn focused her eyes on the ground as they walked through the foyer towards his father’s office.

“Good morning Mr. Wyatt,” the receptionist said with a sad smile.

“Kelsey,” Gavin said, not acknowledging her presence further. Evelyn stayed close to Gavin until they were safely in the office, with the sound-proof doors closed. There was no need to turn on a light. The windows were light enough.

“I see they cleaned up the blood,” Gavin said dryly. “How kind of them.”

Evelyn couldn’t help but flinch at his words. He walked over to the desk and sat at the computer. Immediately he began typing what could be nonsense while Evelyn stood there awkwardly. “So are you going to tell me what you are?”

“I am a great many things Evelyn.” He continued typing as he spoke. “I am a Therianthrope and a telepath. I have the speed and cunning of a Vampire, the intensity of the Lycanthrope, and the magic of the Fey. I am everything in one being.”

“How is that even possible?”

“My father, the man you killed, made me this way. When I was an infant, straight from my mother’s womb, Owen injected me with the blood of every species of magical creature that reside in this dimension. Vampire, Therianthrope, Fairy, telepath. You name it, I have it. Because of this, I can change into any creature I want. In some cultures they call what I am a skin-walker, but I can do much more than change my form.”

Evelyn sat in the exact chair she did twelve months ago. “What did you say?”

He knew. He knew all along. Why doesn’t he hate me? Why didn’t he kill me?

“Evelyn, from the moment you walked through my door, I knew you killed Owen Wyatt. It was all you could think about. You were scared, lost, confused. I wasn’t going to straight up tell you, ‘Hey! Uh. Well, I can read your mind, so I know you killed my Vampire father.’” He shrugged while Evelyn’s mind whirled. She was not scared of Gavin; he was her friend, but how could he be. She killed his parent, his family. How could he ever forgive her?

“Evelyn, how about you stop thinking so loudly and use your words? I hate answering people’s unspoken questions, almost as much as I hate reading minds.”

“How do you not hate me?” she asked him finally, her voice shaking.

Gavin looked up from the computer. “Owen was dead to me the moment I found out he was Vampire. My mother killed herself because of what he did to me. My brother moved out of the country trying to get away from him. I do not hate you for killing him. In fact, I don’t blame you at all.” He looked back at the computer and resumed his work.

Evelyn was speechless. She sat there awkwardly unsure what to do. Gavin had known all along. “You should have told me. Maybe not when we first met, I would have ran. But saying something to ease my mind a little bit would have been better than just keeping quiet. I basically killed myself with grief for over a year and you are just telling me now.”

He looked up again. “Evelyn, please don’t be mad at me. I didn’t know how to tell you then. It wasn’t a good time.”

“So now it’s a good time? You shift into my pack master and you think I'm not going to freak out?” Her expression dripped with her annoyance.

“It’s not like I had a choice, Ev! Karl was hell bent on taking you and there was no way I would have been able to stop him as Gavin Wyatt. I acted on instinct, and it worked. You’re still here, aren’t you? Yes,” he answered after a miniscule pause, even though it was completely unnecessary. His fingers moved across the keyboard once more and Evelyn folded her arms. They sat in silence for a while. The only sound came from the laptop.

“D****t. I'm getting nothing. There has to be something…” He was muttering to himself so Evelyn didn’t say anything. “Ah! Yes. Good.” His eyes lit up as he stared at the screen.

“Find something?” she asked.

“Yes. My father kept a file on everyone. I found mine, so that means…” his fingers double clicked the mouse and he grinned. “Bingo.”

As he scrolled through the documents, Gavin became more and more frustrated. There were mostly dates and addresses listed in the file. The last address was written on the day Owen had died which was almost a year ago.

“D****t,” he mumbled to himself. “The last address was somewhere in London, England. That doesn’t make any sense.”

“Well, what should we do?”

“My father built an office in London. There has to be more information there. I think Owen was tracking him.” He clicked onto the internet, and began researching each address. The first one on the list was a small bar in the middle of Liverpool. “It seems like most of these places are bars or public areas that range from Ireland to France. This gives me nothing.”

“Well what about the office in London? What if we go there and search through the files there?”

Gavin nodded. “That’s what I was thinking. And maybe, with a stroke of luck, Felix is still in England.”

Evelyn looked at the clock. “Gavin, we need to go soon. The full moon is tonight and I am not even remotely prepared for it.”

“Don’t worry. I’ve got that covered,” Gavin replied. He printed out everything on his brother and the two left the office to get ready for Evelyn’s shift.