Grady and her mysterious friend sat across from Reid and I in the living room. Cujo was curled up in a massive, fluffy ball at my feet. Grady’s book rested in the center of the coffee table.
Reid had come bursting through the door in record time. He and the unknown man in our living room seemed to size each other up. Reid was guarded, but simply being in Reid’s presence seemed to pique the man’s interest.
Now, as we sat opposite each other, Grady motioned towards her friend and said, “This is Claude. He is a black magic extraordinaire, he is fluent in many ancient languages, and he himself is older than dirt.”
Claude just smiled at her.
“Do you remember the book I mentioned when the two of you came to visit me?” Grady asked Reid and I. “The one I smuggled from the vampires when I infi
