Chapter 21

Right now he needed access to the underground storage they had carefully created, so he went to the back of the ruined house to where the secret entrance had been located. His axe didn’t have any particular magical powers, but he loved its familiarity, its sharpness. Graham kept it that way himself with diligent care.

Holding his flashlight, Graham lifted the old wooden flat door hidden in the ground and walked down the stairs into the chamber. At the bottom of the chamber he flicked on the light switch and was glad to see the electricity still worked here.

Really, he didn’t know why the fuck he hadn’t decapitated the fucker before this, but this time he certainly would. Over the hundreds of years they’d tried traditional, known methods of killing vampires on Seymour and somehow Seymour had survived or escaped or was helped by someone.