As you can imagine, we didn’t get any sleep that night. We tore the whole packhouse apart. Room by room searching for cameras. And we were successful. We found so many hidden around the packhouse and they were so fucking small that you would never notice them until you were really looking for them. Every time we found a new camera we would stand on it and smash it, before adding it to the pile on the coffee table. But it was a big house and a lot of rooms to search. We were still going well after sunrise, searching every room wanting to know where they all were. Delilah had recorded private conversations about me and what I was. Or, what I wasn’t. I didn’t even know what I was. But I knew that my father was a vampire and that would come in very handy to someone like Calvin. He would be more determined to get his hands on me now. Wherever Delilah has gone, she’s got such sensitive information and for all we knew, she was selling it to the highest bidder. And we didn’t know who th
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