The Smith Manor lacked manpower, so the two Grande brothers had no choice but to stand in the front yard, waiting for Smith's people to transfer the tapes in the back of the truck.
Smith's people, I mean just the butler. The well-dressed guy was running back and forth. After all, what was going on was not a glorious thing. Smith didn't even turn on the lights in the vestibule. In the night, he only saw a man holding a pile of square boxes walking back and forth in the darkness. .
Since Zach insisted not to 'celebrate' with Smith inside, Smith had no choice but to accompany him outside with champagne. The three of them stood on the front porch of the manor and silently sipped the wine glasses in their hands.
What opened up this inexplicable atmosphere was the siren that gradually became clearer on this night. In the dark night scene outside the manor, there were red and blue lights that alternated between each other. Through the shadows of the trees that isolated these rich people's manors, they looked like scattered starlight, attracting the attention of the three people on the front porch.
Having said that, what was going on at this time was not a good thing, and a few people couldn't help but notice the continuous and piercing sirens passing directly in front of them from near to far.
Smith held the wine glass, walked to one side on the front porch of his manor, frowned and asked, "What happened."
Grande's brother heard it more clearly than Smith. The current appearance was only a little bit, far from the time when the West End people were asleep. The relatively quiet night could not cover up such sounds at all. Along with the sirens passing by, vampires and alphas could already hear the patrolling guards of some manors along the road notifying their masters.
"Bishop." Zach just repeated the guesses that the guards reported to his master, "The police car is going to Bishop."
"What?" Smith was still questioning, but Zach and Benjamin had already returned the wine glasses, walked to the truck, quickly took out the remaining tapes, and piled them on the side of the driveway.
Zach looked up unintentionally. But he saw that the window of Kepler's room was pushed open, and the girl's head poked out curiously.
Without any reason, Zach had a bad premonition, "Smith." Zach raised his finger and pointed in Kepler's direction. In my mind, certain things came together inexplicably.
Smith raised his head and saw his daughter leaning half of her body to look in the direction of Bishop Manor. He frowned, nodded to Grande's brother, turned around and entered the manor, seemingly to discipline his daughter.
Grande's truck left Smith Manor a moment later and headed in the direction of Bishop Manor.
Without Zach's reminder, Benjamin took control of the steering wheel, slowed down, and began to circle near the Bishop Manor.
Thanks to taking Bishop around once, Benjamin was very familiar with the surroundings of the manor. The main entrance has been blocked by the police, and it looks like the scene has been cordoned off.
The noisy voices fell into the ears of the two aliens without any accident. The reason why the police came here has been heard.
The case reported by Mrs. Bishop, Jackson Bishop, is dead.
"Stop the car." Zach said without any expression on his face, "Quickly."
The key inserted in the truck and the two people sitting in the car disappeared at the same time. The two aliens even lost the good habit of closing the door casually, leaving the left and right doors open. Brown and red spots of light cut through the slender eyes that were stretched in the night. The strip of woods used to separate the estates from each other was buried.
Perhaps because of the new life, someone is not like his brother. Able to completely hide all his aura, he stood tremblingly in the middle of the woods, wiping the red color that covered his entire cheek.
"Turn around." Zach said softly, "Don't be afraid." Zach looked at the half-grown boy with his back turned to him, "We met once, outside your grandfather's house. Remember."
Slowly turning around, his trembling shoulders faced Zach with his cheek stained by red blood. There is no need to use any pronouns to modify him. He is Eddie, under the shadow of the trees in the night. Eddie with red eyes.
"I, I remember you, you guys." Eddie's eyes scanned back and forth on Zach's eyes unsteadily. Just like his emotions, he seemed to realize that they were of the same race, "You, you are the old man (Old Ha) Dee's friends, you, you are from Grand Funeral Home."
"Yes." Zach actually showed a smile at this time, and took a step forward slowly, his leather shoes bent the innocent weeds, "We are, Zachary Grande, Benjamin Grande." Zachary Grande. Ke pointed to the fluffy 'thing' with only a few rags hanging on the upper body.
Zach's approach seemed to make Eddie even more nervous, and he subconsciously stepped back.
Zach stopped and pointed to himself, "Just Zach." Pointed to Benjamin, "Just Benjamin."
"Zach, Zach." Eddie repeated unconsciously, "Ben, Benjamin."
"So, how do you feel?" Zach's smile was not attractive at all in the night, and the sharp white teeth slightly protruded from his lips, cutting off the innocent airflow that brushed his cheeks, "It's the first time to eat, the first time, It’s always the most unforgettable, you should remember how it feels now.”
"Yes, really..." Eddie lowered his head, "Is the first time important... I, I have forgotten..." He frowned, and his mood seemed to be more confused, "I, I don't remember the first time. What was I thinking about once..."
Zach's voice became softer, "Isn't this the first time?" He still smiled, and as Eddie lowered his head, he lowered his center of gravity slightly, and looked at the other person with eyes that seemed to be concerned, "Then Whose first time it is? It doesn’t matter, you can tell me and I can help you remember it.”
"Well... the first time..." Eddie stretched out his hand, his lowered head seemed to be in his trembling palms, "I, I don't want her to die, she shouldn't be so fragile..."
"She?" Zach's voice was as light as the breeze, and the events that were inexplicably spliced together at first and gave him a bad premonition seemed to come true at this moment.
When Alice and the others decided to turn around the innocent high school students enjoying the dance last night, they had already set the premise that the vampire acting as a killer would, and would definitely find Elena.
"Who is she?" A voice like the breeze asked from the mouth of a vampire who had existed for four centuries. The object is a, well, day. That's the judgment of Zach, a vampire born one day into the day.
"E, Elena..." The answer brought about an emotional breakdown.
Eddie's head suddenly raised, and his underage red eyes met Zach's eyes, "She, she is so fragile, I, I swear, I just, just one bite... one bite..."
But we know that it was just last night, and his brother Woody didn't just have one mouthful. It's just a day's rest, and the girl's body is not a hematopoietic machine. (..)