STORY EXCERPT The night was uncommonly warm for early fall and the street eerily quiet, even for a weekday, Adam noticed as he locked the door to his apartment he shared with Emerico. The only thing he could hear was the distant rush of the river Ebro, one of the largest in Spain that ran along the city’s edge. A warm gust of air raced across his face as he opened the last button on his long-sleeved Henley T-shirt, the wrong choice for a brisk walk to Jose’s, Adam’s cousin and the most recent mortal member of the Fraternidad. He shoved up his sleeves and tucked his hands into the front pockets of his Levi’s and watched and listened for any danger lurking in the side streets or dark recesses of the ancient street. Romans, Arabs, and Jews alike lived and worked in this section of the city. But one group that had consistently remained was vampires. They had lived and hunted along the river when the first humans settled, and they stayed and thrived, creating a place for th...
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