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here to escort Miss Breanna Hunt to the Knight estate.”  The voice belonged to a man.
         “Come on up,” Brandon said to the disembodied voice, pressing the button that would allow the stranger into their complex.
         The man who carried Brea ’s suitcase was human.  He was built like a brick house, though.  Probably somebody on Angel’s security team.  Did everyone who worked for Angel have to be so damn tall?  His blonde hair was short, big brown eyes, and he looked like a bouncer.  He said his name was Ricco.  He carried her bag to a large black limo, the windows tinted so dark that no one could see even the slightest detail inside.
         Brea allowed him to open the door for her and she slid into the plush leather seat.  She was alone in the car, the man who escorted her doubling as the driver.  She sat in silence as she rode to the Knight estate.                            
         Brea looked up when she felt the car stop.  They were in front of an enormous iron gate.  The driver tapped some numbers into a box outside his window, and the gates opened.  They drove slowly up a long driveway, and Brea admired the greenery surrounding the drive.  There were strategically placed tulips mixed with elephant ears and ferns.  Trees decorated the lawn further back. 
         The mansion was made of stone and seemed to rise up from the ground as if it had grown there naturally.  Green ivy with some kind of little white flowers grew up the walls, framing the windows.  The windows were all tall, each tinted so darkly they were nearly blacked out.  What else did she expect in the home of a vampire?  It was silly to think that they slept in coffins in some damp and dark dungeon.  Wasn’t it?
     
         “Miss,”Ricco called from the front ,A we have arrived.”  He wasted no time exiting the limo himself, and opening Brea’s door for her.  He packed her suitcase to the enormous arched wooden doorway, punched in a code on the small box beside the door, and motioned for Brea to go inside ahead of him.  The enormous door clicked and swung open softly.  Brea took a deep breath, steeled her nerves and walked through the open door.
        “Holy cow,” she breathed.  The foyer was impressive, to say the least.  The walls were painted a delicate eggshell with paintings adorning them at precise intervals.  Expensive, no doubt.  A huge chandelier marked the center of the ceiling, hanging from a thick gold colored chain and dripping crystals.  The light shone through the crystals, sending patterns dancing across the polished hardwood floor.  It was breathtaking.
         “Welcome to the Knight estate,” Ricco said with pride in his voice.  “Come on, I’ll show you around.”
         Brea followed wordlessly into the main hall.  It was circular, even the walls.  There were no corners to speak of, and the walls met about twenty feet up to form a domed ceiling.  At the center of the dome was a snowflake shaped sky light.  Heavily tinted, just like the rest of the outer glass.
         “This is the main hall,” Ricco informed her.  “This is where parties are held.  You will be spending quite a bit of time in here.”  He motioned for her to follow, and she did.  The next room was the library.  “This is where we keep our books.  Angel spends a good deal of time in here, working and reading, even though he has a proper office.  I am to inform you that you may read anything you like.”  Brea nodded.  She enjoyed reading when she had time.  She was shone the office, and finally, the bedrooms.  Most of the doors were closed, as they were occupied.
         “When will Angel be joining us?” Brea asked.
         “Later this evening, after the sun sets,” he answered.  He pointed to a door.  “This is Angel’s room.   He is sleeping now, but if you have urgent need for him, you are permitted to wake him.  And this,”