Thursday, March 15th

Michael called Patrick on the twelfth. Just as the unnamed vampire had said, the coven went to Montana, leaving the house empty. "I don't know what's going to happen," Michael whispered. "I can't get it straight whether this Isabella chick invited us to stay or whether we're fighting her. No one seems to know, except Claudius and his inner circle. I'll keep you updated."

On the fifteenth he called again at three in the morning. Apparently it was ...