“How can we find her?”

A sad smile formed on her face. “You’re asking about the location of the hunters’ headquarters…”

“Yes.”

“I’d tell you, Sofia, but I don’t know. Look… I belong to a family who’s had generation upon generation of hunters. I couldn’t even track down how far back our family had belonged to the order. Our parents tried to raise us to hate vampires, and it worked with my brother, but it never worked with me. I couldn’t wrap my head around the idea of hating creatures who harmed some great ancestor of mine and now several generations after, I’m still supposed to harbor hatred against them?” Ashley heaved a deep sigh before proceeding, memories of the past haunting her eyes. “I didn’t want to live the life they were living, so when they sent my brother and I to the hunters for training, I begged him to not tell mom and dad that I didn’t go. I got a tattoo of the hawk just so I could show it to them when they asked about the training, but I never once set foot at the hunters’ headquarters, so I don’t know where it is or how things are run there.”

“How then were you going to get there in the first place?”

“We were sent to a runway where we were to be picked up by a hunter via a private plane. That’s all the information we were given.”

I nodded. “Okay. That’s all I have to ask now, Ash. I believe Derek will have one of the other vampires ask you further questions. I’m hoping he’ll release you soon.” I grabbed her hand and squeezed, relieved that she didn’t pull away.

“Thanks, Sofia.”

I shook my head. “I’m just glad to have you back.”

When I left her cell, I felt pretty good about myself and what was accomplished. Even though Ashley didn’t have any helpful information, she had been willing to tell me what she knew – that had to be enough for Derek.

But something else was grating at me. I found myself looking back to the conversation I had with Derek earlier. He pulled rank on me. He was prince of The Shade and he had every right to do what he wished to do. Still, just because he had the right to do it, it didn’t mean he was right. Ashley was only one human being who suffered abuse under Derek’s hands. As my feet led me to the Catacombs, I shuddered at the kind of atrocities I was about to find.

Derek revealed to me back at the lighthouse what The Shade was and how it came to be. I’m about to find out what The Shade is and what it could become.

CHAPTER 42: BEN

Reuben’s office had a distinct masculine feel to it, the air smelled of mint with hints of rum and tobacco. The carpeted floor and the white-washed walls, with a few select paintings adorning them, provided for a minimalistic feel to the large office interior. At the center of it was a large glass desk – one Reuben, Zinnia and I surrounded as they once again pushed me for any information I could provide them regarding The Shade.

“That’s it? That’s all you know?” To say that Reuben looked displeased was a huge understatement. “There’s got to be more you can tell us.”

“I told you everything I know.” I shrugged. Apparently, I don’t know all that much. Most of my time spent at The Shade was inside Claudia’s home – in her bedroom or in one of her dungeons. The only time I went out was to be brought to Derek’s house. I knew the way to the port but how to get out of the island and how to go back there was beyond me. Reuben was livid.

“Basically, you don’t know anything of use to me. I don’t really care what’s in the island or how it remains invisible and protected. What I care about is how to get there…”

During the few days that I’d known him, it was easy to gather that Reuben Lincoln was not a patient man – especially regarding matters concerning his daughter.

“Well, what about Vivienne? Didn’t you get any information from her?” I gave Zinnia a pointed look as if to ask her for help.

Since I arrived, she’d been with me every day, making sure that I was properly briefed and subjected to the right levels of training. Given my background in martial arts and my time spent at The Shade, I was already several levels ahead of recruits who came before me.

Zinnia shook her head. “She won’t talk.”

“She’s a Novak. She won’t break easily. Her twin brother is the stuff of legends,” Reuben spoke as if he were thinking out loud. “Derek Novak was a force to be reckoned with while he was one of us. He is even more of a threat now that he’s a vampire – a five-hundred-year-old vampire. If we think the Maslens are a threat, he is even more so now.”

“The Maslens?”

“A clan leading the largest vampire coven we know of,” Zinnia explained. “We’d been tracking them for years. Just like the Novaks, they’re hard to find.”

“From what you tell us, it seems the Novaks have done even better than the Maslens all these years…” The wheels in Reuben’s mind were turning. “How were they able to stay under our radar for this long?” He hissed. “There’s got to be a loophole somewhere.” Something sparked in his eyes and a flicker of hope began to show. “The witch… the one protecting the island… what’s her name again?”

“Corrine.”

Realization dawned in his eyes. “That’s it. That’s how they did it. Zinnia, I want all the information you can get on the witches working with the hunters in the 1500’s. Specifically find out which witch was sent to find the Novaks before the shipwreck. And make sure all the information you gather is properly chronicled.”