Chapter 6

Now that concern for my friends wasn't foremost in my mind, I doubted it was an accident, too. Don had been by my house enough to know that Bones left for a couple hours every few days to feed. I didn't go with him since my nutritional needs lay elsewhere. Inwardly, I cursed. Finding out if my friends were okay was still of paramount importance, but so was discovering what Don knew about Madigan. It must be monumental for my uncle to keep it under wraps even when we didn't speak for months as a result. After all, I wasn't just the only family Don had left—as a vampire, I was also one of the few people who could see him in his new ghostly state.

"We'll deal with my uncle later," I said, pushing Bones away with a sigh. "Right now, we need to find a way into my old compound that doesn't involve both of us ending up in a vampire jail cell."