CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

Kyle watched from the sidewalk as the door to the little suburban house flew open. A man ran out, a man he recognized. Kyle realized with a burning sensation of rage that the man was one of the people who’d tried to shoot him at the high school.

So this is the right place then, Kyle thought to himself. Scarlet’s house.

Kyle had a sudden urge to end the man’s life there and then. But he held himself back. This pathetic human wasn’t worthy of becoming part of his army, of being sired by him. Kyle watched in disgust as the man tripped over his own feet in his haste to get to his car. He didn’t want an army full of idiots, and a man who tried to shoot a vampire with bullets was clearly a dimwit.

So Kyle let the man leave, knowing full well that he would be confronted by a vicious vampire army in the not too distant future, who would do with him what they desired.

He waited until the car had raced away before strolling casually up the garden path toward Scarlet’s house. He could hear a