Page 110 of Blood Stone
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“Why?”
The guard hesitated. “No car keys,” he said. “And he’s not the limousine type.”
“Not at this time of night, anyway.” Nial agreed with the assessment. “Okay, I’ll be there in a minute. You go keep him company. Tell him I’m coming.”
The guard nodded and hurried away.
Nial pulled out his cellphone and thumbed out the same text message to two different numbers and sent it.
Sebastian’s answer was almost immediate.
On my way.
Garrett’s took a few seconds longer.
Feeding. Sorry.
Blood hunger couldn’t be ignored. Nial might need him, but he had to feed. Sebastian would be enough. At least he wasn’t going into this unknown factor alone.
