Tilting her head and looking at Casey oddly, Sylvie asked one simple question. “How did you do that?” When Casey shrugged, Sylvie looked into the trees and waved. “You aren’t very good spies, if a newborn find the lot of you.” Sylvie ughed and tugged on Casey’s jacket. “Let them do what they want, I think it’s time to get inside.”

  Following Sylvie close behind, Casey stepped through the mairao the mill itself and looked around ihis pce is fantastibsp; You wouldn’t know that there was anything inside.” Casey walked into the ter of the main room and smiled while pointing down. “No sound.”

  Slipping her arm around Casey’s small waist, Sylvie pointed out the various items inside. “I think you will like this part.” She began and watched the small line of vampires all enter, Sylvie slightly bowed her head and tinued. “It was ie 50s and early 60s that this pce was turned into a restaurant and a theater.” Sylvie poio the back of the building where the immacute kit was. “By all ts, the food here was Michelin-star quality. I remember that when the wind blew down into the city, we all could smell what was being made up here on performanights.” Sylvie watched as the others formed a semi-circle around her and Casey. After waving politely at her felloires, Sylvie poio the vish stage at the other end of the mill. “Before the high school was built, this pce served as the only drama stage iy. So the students would practice here and perform a couple of shows throughout the year.” Sylvie csped Casey’s hand and turned until Casey could see a little cquered oak sign. “Vitality Theater Group. That was the name of the first performers here..” Sylvie smiled and kissed Casey on the cheek. “...and you know who the leader was. I mean you met her once before.”

  “Livia Vegas?” Casey shivered when Sylvie pressed her lips to her cheek. “I suspect that she didn’t go by Liva then?”

  Shaking her head and walking to the stage, Sylvie replied, “Good guess. She called herself Radel Reed back then. Other than Vivienne..” Sylvie heard the others behind her grumble, “...Livia had some of the prettiest eyes I have ever seen.” She turned around to face the crowd. “Alright Casey, let me introduce you to the others.” g Casey’s waist tighter, Sylvie started from the left. “That amazingly handsome gentleman is responsible for these lovely tattoos. Unfortunately, we’ve seemingly had a friendship fallout over you, my sun-poppy.” Sylvie smiled, “That is Jason Roderibsp; You know him as Jester. Cute little p Williamsburg called Sanguine Spark.”

  Swiping his brown hair to the side, Jason waved to Casey. “Hey.” He then looked over to Sylvie. “I call us square now, you saved my hide when your lovely newborn there called me. I seriously had seds to get the hell out of the parlor.” He balled up his thin hand into a small fist. “Those fug wraith things chased me all the way home, I used way too much blood going that fast.” He reached out for Casey’s hand. “Just call me Jester. Let me apologize for my two moronic progeny that tried to hunt on the Raven’s ground.” With the thought of ‘The Raven’ surfag in his mind, his hand started shaking untrolbly. “Sorry, I don’t like saying her name, for fear she is going to rip my head off.” Jason and the others instinctively looked behind them. “Anyway..” Jason scratched his head, “...Good to meet you.”

  Casey took Jason’s hand and shook it. “Okay, since I know the rest of you will tell me who you are..” She giggled, “I will say this once so I don’t have to say it another dozen times.” She looked from Jason to the rest of the group. “Casey Rivers. It is my pleasure to meet all of you.” She wi Jester, “Jester it is, then. Plus, ahat uses my catchphrase is good by me.”

  “Oh?” Jester withdrew from their handshake. “hrase is that?”

  Snickering and quickly giving Sylvie a loveable gnce, Casey ftly replied. “Fuck.” She smiled and heard the others chuckle and begin to settle down and enjoy the little group. “Okay, who’s my cream-doll?” Casey kissed Sylvie on her cheek.

  With a knowing and sexy smirk, Sylvie poio the womao Jason. “This lovely brown-red-eyed hungry spe of vampirism is Krystal Hatterson. She and I met a little bit after you went to France, Casey.”

  Blinking her glowing brown-red eyes, Krystal licked her bck lips. “More like I came into your pce, intrigued by the name.” Krystal ed with her light north-Maine at, and bowed to Casey. “My pleasure. I am one of the fortunate ones who live…er…hunt just west of Rid a of Williamsburg. I have a tle niche.” Krystal ughed, “They just love my goth look in that little church-loving town, I guess it is the bination of wearing bd having loive purple hair.” She lifted her spiked bck leather boots and winked. “I get all the guys knog at my backdoor.” She ran one of her bailed fingers over her eyebrow, “It’s that unknown sin factet me?”

  Very familiar with the way most guys worked, Casey nodded and poi her very rge chest. “Oh, I’m aware. All you need is one promi feature and they are a pack of wolves.” Casey bowed bad shook Krystal’s hand. “I do love your lipstick, I see Sylvie pstered with b her cheeks.” She wi Krystal. “Do me a favor..” Casey smiled wide and exposed her devilish fangs. “..Leave ht there…” Casey pyfully tapped on the hump of Sylvie’s cheek.

  “Cas-” Sylvie felt the blood rush to her face when Krystal left a lovely bck lip print where Casey asked, causing the others to ugh. “I-I..uh, I am gon you ter..girlie.”

  “Ha! My pn is w. Bck looks excellent on you.” Casey lifted her foot and pressed another dainty kiss on Sylvie, then looked to the vampire. “Gotta love it when you shock a precog.”

  Quickly stig her to, Sylvie wi Casey and moved to the in lihis lovely dy with the half-blue and half-pink kinky and adorable hair is Daniel Cole.” Sylvie poio Daniel’s eyes. “She’s got the best eyes. Look at those intense red irises and lovely copper where they should be white…just pliment each other.” Sylvie winks, “I have always loved your eyes, Daniel.”

  “You are the oh moons, Sylvie.” Looking up at Casey and her small dainty hand, Daniel popped ooes to try and look Casey in the eyes. “Sorry, I am rather short.” She ughed, “Are your eyes twin suns?” Daniel finished shaking Casey’s hand and put both her hands on Casey’s cheeks, and pulled them closer. “Damn if they aren’t. Someone had a sense of geous humor when you turned, sweetheart. We ’t go out there in the sunlight, but you remind everyone of those days gone by.” She released Casey and stepped back to scratch her own cheeks and nose. “Odd little quirk of my ge. I get itchy all over when I see something I like.”

  Casey stood up and rolled her eyes pyfully. “Better than I used to do.” She g Sylvie, then back to Daniel. “I would meet a guy I liked, then got drunk to get my way.” Casey felt a slight pin her waist and wiggled as the others quietly ughed to themselves.

  When Daook a step back, Sylvie sighed and bit her lower lip. “I..I don’t know how to introduce you, Brienne.” Sylvie leaned on Casey for support. “I…humm…don’t think we are just friends, but you haven’t spoken to me in almost two years.”