Lacey, giving her shoulder a reassuring squeeze.
Looking up at the huge man standing in front of her, his biceps bulging under the sleeves of the t-shirt she decided there was no use arguing. She'd have to agree to the terms. Trinity had ten minutes to produce Terry-Ann or she'd be coming back and tearing the club down to its foundation to find her.
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Arriving in the VIP room Nigel was impressed by the way Travis had handled the situation so far. He was thankful he had hired Travis several months ago as the head of security. The humans were lined up to the right of the room, most of them naked or near to it, all of them wasted. Nigel planned on having their minds wiped, just in case, before they left. The vampires glared at Nigel from the left side of the room. This impromptu investigation was cutting into their feeding and sexual play, not necessarily separate events. A couple of his guards were already in the process of questioning the guests.
It wasn't as if he wanted to be there himself. Half an hour ago he d had his head between the legs of one of the sexiest women he'd ever met. Even with the prospect of having to inspect dead bodies his cock tingled thinking of her. Now he was stuck examining the bodies of three drained humans and a pile of ash, which would be the only remains of the vampire who d been murdered.
Not a single human or vampire had been allowed to leave, once the bodies were discovered. The three massive vampires standing at the only exit made sure of that.
Sadly, he seriously doubted the guilty party was still present.
"Over in the men's room." Travis nodded towards the washroom to their right.
"Hold it a minute, guys," Trinity's breathless voice called to them as they made their way to the washroom.
Nigel stopped and waited for Trinity to join them.
"We have a situation. Apparently your little girlfriend out there has a friend in here somewhere. A female friend," Trinity informed the two male vampires as she approached.
A worried frown crossed Nigel's face. There were two women in the washroom. He looked over at the remaining humans, huddled together, consoling each other. There were six men and four women. "What was her name? Lacey's friend?"
"Terry-Ann."
Nigel looked over at the four women, silently prayed he'd get lucky and then called out the name, "Any one of you Terry-Ann?"
The humans and vampires all looked at each other, but no reply came.
Fuck! How would he explain this to Lacey? He'd have to glamour her. He didn't want to, it was a last resort, but if her friend was one of the dead women in the washroom then he'd have no choice. He'd have to take her memory of visiting Club Vampire, which also meant she'd never remember him. Double fuck . "Terry-Ann. Is there a Terry-Ann in this room?" he called out a second time.
His only answer was silence...
Chapter 5
Nigel raked a shaky hand through his hair. This situation just went from bad to worse.
"Where is Lacey and her other friends?" Nigel asked Trinity. "Have they all been gathered up?"
"I herded them all into the limo. They re locked in. Your little red head was demanding to come back here to find her friend herself. I bought us some time." Trinity answered, placing her hands on her slim waist as she awaited further instructions.
"Alright. Keep them there for now. We'll have to do a memory sweep on them."
"Lacey." A meek voice whispered to their right.
Nigel looked for the owner of the voice. A human female was sitting naked on the floor, her knees pulled tightly against her body. She looked up through tear-stained eyes, which appeared vacant. She was under the influence of some pretty powerful narcotics. A thin layer of dried blood covered her neck and the tops of her breasts. It was fairly obvious she had gotten herself pretty heavily involved with one of the vampires in the room.
Nigel looked over at the vampires. They all refused to make eye contact. None wanted to take responsibility for the girl, but at the same
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