The group was sitting around a table in the back room of Shana's shop. Shana had just presented her new idea of confronting Wolf in his own home. Mike couldn't understand why the girls didn't want to ask Todd and Sam to help them.
“Why don’t we just ask
them to help us?” asked Mike. “This idea is totally idiotic!” He was annoyed
with the silly ideas that the girls were always dreaming up. He didn’t believe
that they always had to be the ones to find the bad guys. The other residents
had more money and were much more powerful—except for the small fact that they
didn’t know which ones were good and which were bad.
“They won’t listen to my ideas; but if they’re
informed—before the fact—that we’re in trouble, they’ll have to come quickly to
save us,” Shana said. “After Sunday services, we’ll ask Father John to notify
Todd and Sam where we’ll be going. The Father knows what’s happening in town
and is very reliable. We can trust him to alert them in time.”
“How do we know who to
trust? Wolf and Hayden are evil—but what about all the other vampires and human vampires in
town? How do we even know that Father John can be trusted?” Mike asked of
everyone sitting around the table in the dark, with the lone candle providing a small quivering light.
Each of their faces appeared ghostly in the flickering candlelight—and not even
human. He shook his head to clear his vision and repeated over and over in his
mind: These
are my friends and can therefore be relied upon.
“We just have to be extra
careful from now on and trust only the people we’re certain are loyal,” Shana said. “Father John
had alerted us to the secret meetings on the hill and the battle between good
and evil taking place on the mountainside—right outside our apartments. If he’d
been one of The Dead, why would he have supplied us with this information if it
was supposed to have been a secret society?”
“Okay, we’ll assist you
with this investigation.” Mike said, knowing that Shana had already decided to follow
through with her idea—even before she’d presented it. He would be just wasting
his breath if he chose to veto her plan…so he remained quiet for the rest of
their planning session.
