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Tomorrow, she would pay her last respects and then, for the first ti onto her side, she buried her face in the pillow and let the tears flow

Savanah awoke late after a long and restless night Her drea At first, she had wandered through graythat was just out of reach, and then she had started running, hurrying through the darkness as if her life depended on it, fleeing froht, she had been running fro up, she clutched the pillow to her chest Was it Death who had pursued her so relentlessly, she wondered, or Rane?

A glance at her watch told her she didn’t have time to worry about it; her father’s funeral was only two hours away

Tossing the pillow aside, she wasted severalfor her mother’s books She wasn’t surprised when she couldn’t find them For all she knew, Rane had put some sort of Supernatural hex on the volumes Drat the ht at the books and not know it

With a sigh of exasperation, she headed for the door, only to stop short as two thoughts crossed herhard on the heels of the second She earing her PJs and a robe, and her car was at ho Rane’s cell phone, she picked it up to call a cab, only then noticing the note beneath the phone

Savanah, take e off the kitchen The key is in the ignition I’ll pick it up tonight R

Barefooted, she padded into the kitchen In passing, she noted that the rooerator She wondered why a Vampire would have need of either one, and then re the house, so the appliances had most likely co hoolden opportunities—a rare opportunity to see a Vampire at rest, and the chance to ray and there was a hint of rain in the air as Savanah picked her way around the to place Her uncle Arthur trailed at her heels He had called earlier, asking if he could drive her to the funeral

The service at the church had been well-attended by those she and her father worked with at the newspaper Uncle Arthur had given the eulogy

Savanah blinked back her tears as she stared at the bronze casket covered by a blanket of red and white roses

She scarcely heard the words that were spoken over the grave, felt numb as she shook hands and received condolences fro after the mourners had left, unable to tear herself away

“Savanah? Are you ready to go?”

At the sound of her uncle’s voice, Savanah glanced over her shoulder Arthur Gentry was ten years older than her father and had a net worth of several million dollars He lived in a swanky penthouse in New York, leased a new car every year, and had a summer home at Hyannisport From time to time, she had seen his picture online or in the New York papers, alith a beautiful woman on his arm, but rarely the same woman Savanah had often wondered why her uncle had never married; it seemed he could have his pick of the ladies

The last time Savanah had seen her uncle had been at her mother’s funeral When she called to tell hi, she had been surprised when her uncle said he was flying in for the service Arthur and her father had had a bitter quarrel over thirty years ago, and as far as Savanah knew, they had barely spoken a word to each other since Her father had never told her what the fight was about, but it hardly ood man,” Arthur remarked quietly “An honorable man I’ht about?”

He hesitated, as though debating whether or not he should tell her, and then said, “Your et a drink”

Savanah followed him to where his rental car, a new Lincoln convertible, was parked, waited while he opened the door for her, then ducked inside The interior was luxurious, outfitted with every extra io?” Arthur asked

Savanah gave him directions to the club where Rane had taken her, but when they reached the place where it should have been, it wasn’t there