Vincent took off his hoodie and put it on before he left the room. After Kyron slept, he took steps to look for information and wanted to return to his apartment. Vincent didn't take much with him; the police had to tow the car because his identification tag was still inside.
"Are you going out?" Zach asked Vincent, who had just closed the door slowly.
“Uh, yes, Father. I have to go out for a moment. "I have to get some things from my old apartment," Vincent answered rationally. Zach nodded in understanding.
"Yes, of course. How about your baby?"
"He is sleeping. Can I leave him for a while, Father? I won't be long.” Zach smiled and nodded.
“Sure, I'll read a book first before going to bed. Be careful and come back quickly. There's a lot of crime in New York at night," said Zach while patting Vincent's arm, who was a little stunned. His mind had flashes of memories of fleeing with Kyron and getting bit by a police officer who was
“Honey, come inside. Let me talk to Vincent." Mr. Jamieson gently asked his wife to come back into the room. With a flat expression, the woman turned to go into her room. After that, Mr. Jamieson spoke to Vincent again.“Tell me the truth, Vince. What happened?" Mr. Jamieson insisted, half whispering to Vincent. Vincent turned slightly towards the door, then pulled Mr. Jamieson's arm away from the door.“Mr. Jamieson, please help me. I'm being slandered. I was accused of shooting my ex-boss, even though I wasn't the one who did it. I came to get my things!” said Vincent, also lowering his voice so as not to make a noise. Mr. Jamieson seemed to frown slightly.“The police came this afternoon to question some neighbors. Luckily, I wasn't home yet, so they couldn't do it. If what you said is true, then why would they question everyone?”Vincent took a deep sigh. He was a little hesitant to tell him what happened.&l
For a while, Vincent was walking a little erratically, and the police almost caught him. He approached the door of the apartment where Brandon lived. When he arrived at the door to the apartment, Vincent, who had already raised one hand, hesitated. His brow furrowed.“What would Heather say if she saw me? Will she report me to the police?” he muttered doubtfully. Vincent gave up his intention to knock on the door. It would be better if he just waited until Brandon came out. If Vincent still had a cell phone, it might be easy for him to contact Brandon. The problem is that the cellphone was left in the car, and now it has been towed by the police.Vincent was forced to wait near the stairs without knowing when Brandon would come out. While sitting quietly near the steps, Vincent leaned his head and then tilted his head slightly upwards. His eyes caught a very small spider walking on the wall. Even though the distance between him and the wall was quite far, t
Mike and Jake received a report from one of the officers about Vincent. They immediately rushed to the location. Mike even stayed up two nights to hunt for the latest information about Vincent Cox. He still insisted that Vincent was a professional killer.As soon as they arrived at the apartment, paramedics had just arrived. Mike's brow furrowed in astonishment. He came closer and watched as Brandon Meadow was taken to the ambulance."What happened?" Mike asked Brandon, who was in pain with a brace on his arm. Heather was seen standing not far from his brother with a worried expression.“He came... ahkk... he broke my arm... aah!” Brandon grimaced in pain and cried. He couldn't stand the excruciating pain."How did it happen?" Jake asked in surprise."I've already told you that he is a madman, a psychopath! Luckily, my brother screamed, so he survived; otherwise, he would have died like Mr. Donovan!” Heather said, her emotions rising.“Calm down, Miss Meadow. Please explain to us what
Along with witness testimony, Michael Emerson and Jake Turner started gathering evidence regarding Vincent Cox. Aside from that, Vincent is becoming harder to find across the state of New York. They called in police from Denver to stop Vincent from leaving the city."Let's see the surveillance camera footage!" Jake inquired with his partner. With a nod, Mike trailed him to the security control center. Both the manager and the building security officer were on hand to help.“Show me!” said Mike, ordering the security guard to play the footage. It also recorded the time when the recording took place for investigation purposes.The footage shows Vincent exiting the stairs to Brandon Meadow's apartment. Mike frowned when he saw the time."Stop! Try playing the camera on the entrance.” Mike ordered him again. The recording is replaced with the camera position at the front of the building and repeated at the same time as before.“
Vincent walked past various people on the sidewalk with his head slightly bowed and wearing a hoodie. He began to realize that everything he experienced was not a dream. Everything that happened was real.Vincent just stopped and let people pass by. It had been two days since he last drank blood. Vincent slapped himself hard in the face until he groaned in pain."Aahhkk... this isn't a dream!" He cursed in pain. Some who passed by glanced at him as a strange person. It's strange. While rubbing his cheek, Vincent then continued walking. He passed a mini-market and decided to stop by. Somehow, he remembered Kyron. The baby needs milk, not blood, like him.He walked into the mini-market and then glanced at one of the corners that caught his eye. The surveillance camera is the eye that watches all visitors, including himself.“The camera in the apartment must have captured my image. I have to hide immediately," he muttered softly. He continued walking t
Vincent didn't sleep all night thinking about the changes that had happened to him. Where should he seek answers? Vincent got up from the bed and looked at himself in the mirror.“What happened to me? Am I a vampire?" Vincent mumbled in front of his reflection in the mirror. He frowned. He had changed much better than before.Vincent feels strong, healthy, and energetic with pale, radiant skin. Not to mention his new visible muscle on his biceps and abs. The T-shirt should be loose enough for him, considering his old, skinny look. But now, with his broad chest, strong arms, and sexy six-pack abs, Vincent's size has changed."I have to find out what happened to me," he muttered again. Vincent then turned to Kyron, who was fast asleep. He came closer and sat back on the edge of the bed. He touched Kyron's open calf and stroked it gently.“If what I think is true, then I must return you to Horus. At least the company can take care of you. Your fa
"I don't think he looks like a criminal, sir," said Grace, as if defending Vincent Cox. Michael then turned to her and frowned.“He killed his boss with a shot in the head, Miss Baker. Just so you know, many criminals don't look like criminals." That's why they're good at tricking their victims," Mike said irritably.Grace pursed her lips. Her face turns cute when she looks sulky and annoyed. Mike glanced at her for a moment, then looked away again in another direction. This kind of little girl is not his type.“What else did he do besides buying those things?” Mike asked again to interview Grace and her colleagues."Nothing else. It's just that the man kept paying attention to Grace," the cashier admitted to Michael. Mike turned to Grace, who was also surprised and turned to him.“What do you mean, Tom?” Grace asked her co-worker again.“While he was paying, I noticed he kept looking at you until you went
Father Zachary had probably never heard such an absurd question in his life. So when someone he barely knew asked such a question, he was completely shocked."What? What do you mean by the question?" Zach asked, sounding confused about what Vincent meant. Vincent became confused about how to correct it."Uh, I... I just want to know what a vampire is." Vincent repeated it hesitantly. Zach nodded slightly, even though he was still unsure.“Vampires are just imaginary characters, Vince. That's someone's creation in a comic to scare little children," Zach answered Vincent. Vincent frowned slightly, then sat in his chair, facing Zach."So, you're saying... that a vampire is someone who never existed in this world?" Vincent said it as if he were very curious. Zach then smiled and nodded.“There is no such thing as a blood-sucking creature. That is also a teaching that is forbidden by God: How can a human drink the blood of another human? It