The Van Helsing Conjecture – Excerpt No. 49

“Sorry,” Evelyn said.

“Why?” Clara said. “It’s not your fault.”

She was not overly worried about Evelyn, because Clara could easily hold her at bay. Her sire, Marc, was another matter, the old soldier had great discipline but this development could change the balance. Best I steer clear of him

Water welled up in Evelyn’s eyes, and appeared to hesitate a moment. Her heart stopped for about three beats before she regained control and backed away. 

“I-I-I’ll call down to the front desk and ask them to send up a supply of sanitary products.”

the van helsing conjecture an old officer

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.



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