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EPILOGUE

Teresa

I n an effort to win my husband back, I stumbled on a crime. Not any regular crime, a murder. Mr. Valentine walked around like he was a better monster than the rest of us and he was just a monster.

Alexander killed for this woman. He shows his true self to this woman, and he acted like a mere human when he was with me.

Watching him put a body in the truck of his car was a thrill. Even better was watching him take the limp body of his little human pet and put her in the back seat. Following him to The Castle was easy enough. He was too busy to notice me tailing him. The strange part was he removed his little nurse from the car and took her inside the club.

What was he doing, leaving a dead human in the trunk of his car? It didn’t take long for me to see for myself. He was back in his car and driving the streets of the city. I was following him and he didn’t even have a clue. His vampire instincts were lacking. He drove the speed limit to Lake Shore Drive and parked at a secluded dock cloaked in darkness. This is when he opened the trunk and removed the big dead human man. I wondered who he could be. What did he do to make such a perfect vampire like sweet Alexander take his life?

None of it mattered. I watched from afar as my old flame tossed the stranger’s body into the freezing temperature of Lake Michigan. Oh, for shame. He could just dispose of a body and get right back in his old black Chevy and casually drive away. As I looked into the lake, so many things came to mind. So many questions swirled in the chill of the air. One thing remains certain.

What is done in the dark will always come to the light. I learned that from my dear Mr. Valentine.

The End