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.”I snatched it off the counter and flipped it open.Look out, Lex.- CR***KellanHe leaned against the side of the building; his ankles were crossed out in front of him and his arms were folded on his chest.He was about my height with a similar frame.His ash-blonde hair spiked up in a stylish fade.He wore dark jeans and a white tee with a leather jacket.His body language oozed confidence, the leather combined with the deep glint of his brown eyes gave him a rough edge; adding unpredictability.I came to a stop in front of him, stuffing my hands in my pockets.He pushed off the wall, giving me a once over.I didn’t let him rattle me.“What’s the deal?” I decided direct was the best approach with him.“Not here,” he clipped.He took off at vamp speed down the street, around the corner and into a high-rise apartment building.He didn’t look back until he reached the elevators.I was quick to observe my surroundings.There was nothing suspicious or out of the ordinary about this place.It was just another fancy, overpriced building in my opinion.The elevator dinged and we boarded.The moment the door closed, he pressed the number nine and held down the button.Instead of going up, I realized we were going down.My gums began to ache as anxiety washed over within me like a tidal wave.When the elevator stopped, we walked out into a concrete basement of sorts.One end was visible from the other, illuminated by fluorescent lights scattered across the ceiling.Metal poles jutted up from the floor, dotting the room, acting as the only definition to the cold box.In the far left corner of the space was a bed, a floor lamp and a few duffle bags.To the right, several yards from the bed, was a complete office set up.Dual monitors dominated the desk’s top while several towers fed into them.“You live here?” I asked.“This is just my work space.”My eyes traveled the massive perimeter.I watched as he sat down in the executive chair.I collapsed in the only other seat; a wood dining chair that looked like it’d been pulled from a dumpster or used as a weapon.He started tapping on the keys in quick succession.He broke through several encryptions before he pulling up a map.He clicked for a street view, enlarging the image.“This is where we’re going.”“We?” That was a surprise.“Before your pride is bruised, this is personal for me.Although she’s never met me, I’m Lexi’s cousin.My father was her mother’s brother from, you guessed it, Cesar.” He hunched towards me, pressing his elbows against his knees.“I didn’t know my grandfather, but I’m familiar with his mission.”“And you alone want to carry it out?” I scoffed.He frowned, his brows being dragged down.“No.I want to fucking destroy it.I don’t give a shit about vampeens versus vampires.I do give a crap about big C fucking up my business deals and messing with the innocents in my family, what few there are.” His eyes glowed with rage.Apparently Cecilia wasn’t just messing with me.I sat back, crossing my arms as I mulled over his words.Family.Damn.Lexi had mentioned a whole page of names a while back, but she hadn’t brought it up since.And, to be honest, I didn’t bother asking either.I was too damn busy focusing on a female vampire who I was on the verge of believing was merely a myth.He turned back to the computer, motioning to the screen.“This is where we’re going tomorrow.”I stared at the two-story colonial home.It was on an expansive plot of land.I couldn’t accurately gauge the distance between the home and the forest that encircled the property, but I knew it was at least half a mile.No trees or bushes cluttered the lawn.It was wide open space.Damn it.She can see anyone who approaches.“Looks like there’ll be no surprise attacks here.”“Nope.We’ll have to go in with our guns blazing.” The sneer on his face curdled my blood.There was something sinister about this guy.“What’s your name?”He glanced over at me.“Derek.”Chapter 19LexiI walked into the conference room with a stack of new properties in my arms.I stopped short at the women sitting around the circular table.Mel, Gabi, Aunt Claire and Beth all sat, staring at me.“Um, can I help you, ladies?” I set the stack on the tabletop.“Yes, you can.” Gabi stood, shut the door and gently shoved me into a chair.“We’ve been brainstorming, honey.” Aunt Claire searched me
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