Selvo scratched his head. "Maybe we've got the wrong woman. Look at her. She's a doctor. She's nothing like the others. They're tall and strong and have blonde hair. She's delicate, petite, and a dark hair. And she goes out in the sunlight."
Blanca swore she saw the man smirking at his companion.
"Shut up," Killian snapped and winked at Selvo as if telling him he did a good job, "She's one of them. We should have gagged her. She's turning you with her voice." His eyes slid over her, making her flesh crawl. "She'll talk." He grinned evilly. "Now I've scared you. It's about time. You'll cooperate, Blanca, the hard way or the easy way. Actually, I prefer the hard way."
"I'll bet you do. Just what do you want from me? "
"Proof that you're a vampire." Killian hissed and raised a brow. He wasn't telling her the whole truth though, and Blanca could read him like an open book.
