Michele Hauf - The Vampire's Protector

“Pretty cool, huh?”

“That’s—” He turned his head, checking around the inside of the car. “Where is that coming from? What sort of music is that? Is it magic?”

“Better. It’s technology. Let me find some rock and roll. With your background in music I think you might appreciate the head-banging stuff.”

“It comes from your tiny box? Surely that is witchcraft. And that thing is a witchbox.”

“Whatever works for you.” Black Veil Brides blasted through the speakers. “This is called heavy metal. The band actually incorporates a violin in some of their songs.”

Nicolo, while touching his ears intermittently and then touching the dashboard in seek of the source, gradually allowed a huge smile to trace his face. And when his eyes met hers, dancing with delight, Summer felt her heart drop.

The guy was a job. And before said job was over, she may need to kill him.

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