Everything ran as usual at the church service today. Zach came at 10 a.m. with Kyron and entrusted the baby to the care of Sister Anna. Sister Anna loves Kyron because she often sees him. She would even ask if Father Zach still needed to bring Kyron."I made a pudding that Kyron will like. Uh, sweetheart. You are very handsome!" praised Sister Anna as she took Kyron from Zach's arms. Zachary smiled, then nodded."Thank you, Sister Anna," replied Zach with a gentle smile. Sister Anna also blushed and nodded in reply. Sister Anna said goodbye to Kyron, who looked very comfortable with her. Zach's gaze still watched Sister Anna until she left the church doors.Zach then started his service today. He accepted the request for baptism today and obtained confession. As usual, Zach carried out his church duties well with the congregation.Zach will take Kyron to the clinic in the afternoon to get basic immunizations. Vincent will also tag along later. While talking to several congregants, a m

Whether it was because he was still drunk or just didn't care, for a few minutes after that, Brandon started dissing over his sister Heather, who had been missing for a month or more."Did she tell you where she was going?" Mike asked again. Brandon threw his back onto a sofa covered with different things, from clothes to beer cans."I don't think so," Brandon answered casually but then pointed at Mike, who was looking at him with narrowed eyes."But she could have managed to hook her new boss, right?" He said it half-incoherently. But for Mike, even the most inconsequential words can be a clue."You mean the CEO of Horus Tech, Anderson Silva?" Mike clarified. Brandon opened his eyes slightly more expansively and then nodded."Who else? Heather focused only on rich men to blackmail him." Brandon sarcastically grinned as if he were talking to his younger sibling. Mike took a deep sigh then."Did she go with Anderson Silva?" Mike asked again. He had to extract information from people hi

Vincent was forced to walk to Horus because all roads were closed for certain routes where only police and ambulances could pass. Gasping, Vincent then stopped walking. He began to get thirsty. As a result of the fight, Vincent's energy ran out faster. Although, the thirst he wanted to suck the blood of the woman he was going to kill earlier, he couldn't bear it."Ah, should I go back to the clinic? But it's traffic!" Vincent muttered, looking disappointedly at the long line of cars lined up, but the road was closed. Vincent forgot Grace's bicycle he stole."HEY!" shouted Grace, who managed to catch up with Vincent. Vincent stopped and looked back. His eyes widened when he saw Grace coming towards him."Ugh. Where's my bike?" Grace asked, panting, exhausted from running after Vincent. Vincent was stunned as he opened his mouth."Ah, that..." Grace abruptly glared at him. Moreover, there was no trace of her bicycle at all."I'm sorry. I left your bi

Vincent went to Anderson to report, as promised. After a while, Anderson raised his gaze to Vincent, who was standing before his table."I want to report what happened on 70th Street, sir." Anderson nodded slowly without taking his eyes off him."The riots started when infected victims preyed on people around them." Vincent was about to tell his report, but Anderson's hand rose, making him stop talking."Tell me how many people are infected. Are the new vampires causing quite the commotion?" Anderson instantly interrupted. Vincent's brows frowned slightly. It seems so clear that Anderson was involved in the spread of the virus."Why do you ask, sir?" asked Vincent with a frown."I requested you to be my spy, Dave.""Yes, you did. But I need a reason. Is Horus the mastermind behind all this?" Vincent is increasingly daring to ask questions about things he shouldn't. But this time, he had to be brave and make sure."I will tell you everything, but you have to do something for me." Ander

"Good afternoon, Mr. Silva. How are you?" Mike Emerson said this when he intercepted Anderson Silva, who was about to cross the main lobby to his car. Mike glanced at Vincent, who had stopped behind Anderson and frowned."Oh, detective, I forgot your name." Anderson turned his face slightly as if he were pretending to think."Emerson. Mike Emerson, Mr. Silva. You forgot me so quickly," replied Mike in response to Anderson's sarcasm. Anderson curved his smile slightly, then nodded."Hmm, is there anything I can do for you, Detective?" Mike still smiled, then nodded."I'm looking for Miss Heather Meadow. Did you see her?" Mike asked in a silly tone. Anderson's forehead frowned in astonishment."What?""Yes, I'm looking for your secretary. I need some information. We've found the mastermind behind the murder of Chad Donovan, CEO of Horus Tech," replied Mike, throwing his bait.Anderson widened his eyes, and so did Vincent, who was also shocked. He wanted to answer, but it was impossible.