EPILOGUE
Axel looked out over the sky, strumming his guitar. The sun had set an hour before, but Nyte was still asleep. Damion left the first moment he could on a train back to New York. He and Nyte were good friends, but part of that friendship was knowing when one should walk away from the other. Nyte would recover fully, Damion as well. The other vampire had perished before sunrise. After spending the day searching, he had a name for the man. A one mister William Atkins, diagnosed with terminal lymphoma. Mortal with a short, fragile mortal life. Glancing to the bedroom door, he wondered briefly how many people Nyte had watched die, her family, her friends. He too had watched people slip away while he went on living. Painful but a part of life..for both of them.
A knock pulled him out of his reverie. He blinked as he opened the door. It was Vicki. "Um…come in…." He wondered why she was there. "Nyte's…still…"
"Nyte's right here." Nyte stood in the doorway to the bedroom, hair still wet from the shower. "I called her before sunrise Toby."
Vicki glanced between the two, suddenly uneasy. Nyte looked on the mend, but the look in her eye she had the night before still chilled Vicki. Nyte broke the spell by walking over to the table and handing her an envelope. "Your fee. You did find Damion after all. I trust you won't go running to the tabloids…" Nyte had a bit of a smirk on her lips.
"Not a chance. Padded cells are hard to conduct business from." Vicki relaxed a bit at Nyte's smirk. If she betrayed this woman, she'd be betraying Henry as well. That is if anyone believed her.
She thanked Nyte and headed out into the night where Henry was waiting for her. Vampires are not such a bad lot after all.