Chapter Eighteen

It wasn't an easy choice to make, as they had to leave their families and the people they loved in order to keep them safe. The last thing you wanted to when working on a job like this was an emotional attachment to anyone, as they could be used as a means to get to you. So being a vampire hunter meant leaving every thing you loved. It meant becoming a living ghost. Travis had left someone he loved, but the other hunters didn't know about that, and he intended to keep it that way.

Three weeks ago, Jeremiah's son, Evan Desmond had been killed by a vampire in Greeneville. The police called it an animal attack, but they knew better, and Jeremiah was having none of it. He wanted to avenge his son's death so badly, and that desperation was going to be the death of all of them if care wasn't taken. 

"Look, Jeremiah" Travis began, "I know that you are going through a lot right now, and I know that it's not easy to be in your shoes, but if we a