Dean should have gone back alone. It was logical—he and Claude weren't even supposed to be letting other people know that they were spending time together, and the threat to Red Village about vampires attacking might not even been real.
Except Claude checked the past hour of their footage from the cameras in Desmon's office.
The Head of the Erancus family had taken a phone call exactly fifty-seven minutes ago. While the other person on the line did most of the talking, the microphone hidden somewhere in his desk had allowed Claude and Dean to hear his response:
"Tell your men to move forward with the plan. I expect good results."
It could have been unrelated, a coincidence perhaps.
But Claude's gut told him the opposite. And it's the same type of feeling he had before he forced Dean t
