Succubus Blues. Richelle Mead

mind. What’s going on? Is someone else dead?”

      “No…no. It’s just, something happened, and Peter doesn’t think it’s a big deal. Hugh said you thought there might be more going on than we think.”

      “Tell me what happened.”

      “I think we were followed last night.”

      Cody related how, not long after leaving my place, he’d kept hearing footsteps following him and Peter on the street. Whenever he’d turned around, no one was there. Peter had written the matter off, as they had sensed no other being present.

      “Maybe you don’t know what a vampire hunter feels like.”

      “I’d still have felt something. And Peter certainly would have. Maybe he’s right, and I was imagining things. Or maybe it was just a regular mortal, wanting to mug us or something.”

      I doubted that. We couldn’t sense mortals the same way we could sense immortals, but one would be hard-pressed to sneak up on a vampire.

      “Thanks for telling me. You did the right thing.”

      “What should I do now?”

      A strange, anxious feeling played through me as I thought about some freak stalking Peter and Cody. Dysfunctional they might have been, but I loved them. They were the closest I had to family anymore. I couldn’t let anything happen to them.

      “What Jerome said. Be careful. Stay with others. Let me know immediately if anything happens.”

      “What about you?”

      I thought of Erik. “I’m going to clear things up, once and for all.”