When we didn't say anything, he kept on talking, trying to make us talk. "Oh, come on now. I'm not stupid, Jonah. I know things. A lot of things. Things that you think I didn't know. I'm the head spy of our kind. Your uncle might be the oldest and strongest, but I have my spies. For all you know, they could be watching you. Right. Now."

Jonah looked around and then looked at me phone. "You're lying. If there were any spies here, I would've heard them by now."

"Ah, yes. Dracula's nephew has abilities only some of us can imagine."

"Why do you want the ring?" I asked the man through the phone.

"I want both of them. I know you have one of them, Elora."

"How?"

"My spies. I've known about you ever since you were born. Oh! And your father. The infamous vampire hunter! Am I wrong?"

There's silent on both ends. And Jonah's eyes are meeting mine. "Your father . . . is a vampire hunter?" Jonah asked.

"Gasp!" Solomon exclaims, followed by a fake gasp. "You didn't tell Jonah?"

"No," Jonah says. "She didn't."

"You two have a lot to talk about, then!"

"Stop enjoying this," I said to Solomon. "What do you want with the rings?"

"Oh," Solomon says as if he doesn't know what we're talking about. "That's for me to know and for you to find out. But, for now, I have a mission for you."

"A mission?" Jonah asked.

"Bring me the two rings. You three weeks to bring them to me."

"And if we don't?" I asked Solomon.

"If you don't, I'll kill your parents. How does that sound?"

I almost passed out. "Where can I find the other ring?"

"Well, you tell me. I just want the rings. If you want your parents alive, I suggest you find my rings." Solomon hung up, and I was shaking. Jonah handed me my phone and I could barely hold it. I shoved it in my shirt and Jonah helped me up.

"He has my parents," I murmured. "He has my parents."

"We'll get the rings, Elora."

"Wait . . . why can't your uncle just attack Solomon and free my parents?"

"It's not that simple. Solomon will most likely kill your parents if he finds out that we're trying to take him down along with his team and to free your parents. He will kill them."

"So, what now?" I asked. "I can't just sit down and search on Google where to find an ancient ring that stops vampires from burning in the sun!"

Jonah looks at me with an eyebrow raised. "I think you just answered your own question."

We headed inside of Hotel Transylvania, and we took over the front desk computer, and quickly got onto Google. I searched for: antique vampire sun ring. At first, nothing came up. So, I took away the sun part. It took a while, but I found that there was an auction going on in the United States of America, in the state of Georgia. There, a massive auction for antique things is being held in a small town. Kingsland, Georgia. Luckily, we found pictures of the types of things there would be able to bid for at the auction, and we scrolled through the pictures. I thought the ring wasn't going to be there, that we would have to start from square one again. But fortunately, I noticed a picture of a golden ring. One that wasn't scratched, and was thinner than the one Jonah has on his finger, but has the same black jewel on it. Shortly, we got into Everett, Jonah's black pickup truck, and drove to the nearest mall. There, we - or I should say he - bought extra clothes for the both of us. We didn't know how hot or cold Georgia would be, so Jonah bought two long-sleeved shirts for me, two pairs of skinny jeans and a pair of shoes for me. He bought more clothes for himself, and I pointed out a white Burton Truckstop beanie. Jonah had looked at me as if I was crazy and I made him try it on. He looked like a hipster. His straight, black hair was perfect with the beanie. I bought it for him.

Afterwards, we left the mall, and Jonah used my cell phone to call Dracula. He told his uncle everything. How Solomon found out about the rings and that I have one of them. About how Solomon wants the rings or he'll kill my parents. He told Dracula everything. I could hear his uncle yelling through the phone. Not at Jonah, but at Solomon. He was cussing, I could tell that much. Then, Jonah handed the phone to me. I put it to my ear.

"Elora," Dracula said. "You don't have to do this. I can go and get the ring myself."

"It's too late. We're on our way to the airport."

"You don't know what you're getting yourself into."

"No, I don't. But maybe Jonah will tell me. I just want my parents back."

I heard him sigh from the other end. "Please check in every day. Solomon is a dangerous vampire. I would take him myself but they will try to kill me, and I'm sure he will hurt your parents if I try."

"I know. Jonah told me."

"If you need anything, I will be here. I have connections."

"Thank you, Dracula." Dracula, I thought to myself. I never thought I would say that. Especially me. For God's sake, I'm a vampire hunter's daughter! And I'm befriending vampires.

He ended the call, and I banged the back of my head on the headrest of the passenger's seat and let out a sigh. "Why can't I have a normal life?" I asked. "I mean, it would be nice to just come home to my parents without seeing a single damn stake on the dinner table because my dad's sharpening them. Or bottles of holy water in every freakin' corner I turn to. I just want to go home and see my parents watching movies and maybe even a dog! Yes! A dog! Normal people things."

"Sometimes," Jonah starts. "Sometimes . . . being normal is boring. Things happen for a reason, Elora."

"If they die . . ."

"They won't."

"How do you know?"

"Because I'll be here. That damn Solomon has been on our asses for years! Talking about the rings. And I didn't think I would actually see one in real life. But, look. I'm wearing it. He wants the rings."

"Why?" I asked.

Jonah clutched his steering wheel hard, and stepped on the break pedal hard when a red light came. "He'll take the two rings and with the power inside of the jewels. . ." he stopped talking, and rubbed his eyes.

"And?" I asked.

"He'll kill Dracula."