Sawyer squeezed my shoulder as he gazed at the detective. "Why was it your family who was tasked with guarding the trapdoor for so long?"

"The Appelts have always been different," he began and absently inched Roseff's book closer to him. "Humans forget about vampires once they look away from them, but the Appelts have always seen them plain as day, and any other supernatural that wants to stay hidden. It's a useful skill when guarding a trapdoor that shouldn't be opened by anyone, ...