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grandchildren. He considered this enemy territory.
    As far as Caitlyn could tell, she had three choices.First option: she could pretend none of this had ever happened. She could find employment that had nothing to do with vampires. She could lead a normal life.
    Boring . She never did boring. She loved adventure. And she was not the type to hide from reality.
    Option two was accept her sister’s world and family and take the job with Emma MacKay’s company. She could work all over the world and meet a lot of interesting…people, alive and Undead. Major drawback: danger from the bad vampires.
    Option three was also accepting the world of vampires, but taking the job with her dad. As a member of the CIA Stake-Out team, she’d have an exciting life, fighting bad vampires. Unfortunately, she’d never been the sort to engage in physical conflict. And what if Dad decided Roman, or worse, Constantine, was bad?
    She sighed. At least now she understood the animosity between her dad and her sister.
    â€œDamn,” she whispered. She was going to have to choose which side of the family feud she was on.

Chapter Three
    I ’d like to go as soon as possible,” Carlos told his employer as they strolled down the hallway to the MacKay security office.
    Angus MacKay frowned. “I’d feel better about this if ye had some real evidence.”
    Carlos understood his boss’s hesitation. Angus had financed his last two expeditions, one to Belize and one to Nicaragua. Both trips had yielded zero results. “Actually, it’s the best lead I’ve had in years. According to Pat, the informant saw a wild jungle cat change into a human after it was killed.”
    Angus halted mid-step. “That is promising. But what if he’s making it up?”
    â€œPat believes him.”
    â€œAnd who is Pat?” Angus resumed his walk to the office.
    â€œProfessor Supat Satapatpattana from the Chulalongkorn University in Bangkok. I call him Pat for short.”
    â€œI wonder why,” Angus muttered as he pressed his hand against the security pad by the office door.
    â€œChula is a prestigious university, and Pat is a well-known anthropologist. He wouldn’t have passed the report on to me if he didn’t believe it was true.”
    Angus nodded. “Then ye’ll have to check it out. Go ahead with yer plans.” He opened the door. “Howard, how’s it going?”
    Carlos exhaled with relief. Maybe this time he would succeed. It had been five years since the Summer of Death, five years since he’d witnessed his family and friends being slaughtered. As far as he knew, he and five orphans were all that were left. He had to find more of his kind. He had to find a mate.
    Howard’s and Angus’s conversation faded into background noise as memories bombarded Carlos’s mind. So much death. The stench of burning bodies. The choking smoke of burning villages. His parents gone. His brother gone. Everyone murdered. Everything destroyed.
    At first the memories had hounded him constantly, dragging him into an ugly pit of despair. Now they only haunted him once a day. Time hadn’t erased the pain. It only made it easier for him to project the image that he was all right.
    He’d become a master of pretense and illusion. He’d learned as a young child how to hide in the Amazon jungle, camouflaging himself so he couldn’t be seen. Now he was able to hide inplain sight. No one knew the real him. No one…except Fernando.
    Since the Summer of Death, Carlos had gone on a total of five expeditions. All had failed. He took a deep breath to steel his resolve. It didn’t matter if this last glimpse of hope teetered on a vague rumor. He would keep hunting until he succeeded.
    He wandered over to the wall of surveillance monitors. The daily deluge of pain had faded away for the time being. Angus was bragging about how well his godson, Tino, could play