Titus had been a construction worker, possibly an architect in his former life, which had run out about a hundred years ago from what Asteria knew. She saw him speaking to another wiry Vampire with short, curly black hair. As soon as Titus saw her coming, he turned, removed his hard hat, and held it in his work gloves in front of her. She’d thought it funny that he insisted on such protection when nothing could hurt him anymore but knew firsthand that old habits often die hard, miserable ...