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friends.
    “No. It’s against our laws to turn someone without their consent.”
    “But what if they are dying?”
    “There is a little bit of wiggle room. I mean, if the person knows what you are, and weren’t against the idea, okay. But if you’re pulling victims form car wrecks just to save them it’s wrong. We can’t save everyone, it just isn’t possible, and it isn’t right.”
    “I understand. Kinda sucks though, knowing you have the ability to save someone and have to stand by and watch.”
    He nodded, drifting closer to my side. I’m pretty sure he didn’t realize he was moving closer, and closer. I edged away a tiny bit for a little space.
    “Like, all those kids in the children’s hospital. Or someone with cancer.”
    “It isn’t realistic, and if people suddenly started getting better overnight, it would raise a lot of eyebrows.”
    “Yeah, I bet.” We reached Minnie’s Diner, and Quinn darted up the steps to open the door for me. It was an unexpected, but nice gesture.
    He was still a grouchy werewolf that irritated me though.
    We found our way to a booth in the far corner and sat across from each other. It was nice, but I felt a teeny bit awkward. I’d never actually spent time with him, alone.
    “So…” I glanced at the menu I had memorized and decided on a salad. No meat, even though I could smell a mouthwatering burger two tables ahead. “Is this something we have to be concerned about?”
    “What?” he asked, snapping his menu closed and eyeing the people around us. From what I understood about him, he wasn’t a fan of humans.
    “The vampire,” I whispered. Okay, so nix the salad. I wanted the spicy loaded nachos.
    “I dropped him at the compound for questioning.” He swept his gaze around the room again, grimacing. “Probably nothing to be worried about.”
    “Something wrong?”
    “It’s a lot of humans. I don’t mingle with humans.” He smiled back at me.
    I leaned across the table, exasperated. “You can be such a cranky werewolf. Just because you’re a prince doesn’t mean you’re above us.”
    He raised his good eyebrow. “It’s packed in here, not enough help.”
    “I don’t know why I even put up with you.” The waitress showed up then to take our order. It was one of the girls that went to Capeside High. “Hey, where’s Christy? She’s always here for the night shift.”
    The girl stuck the order pad in her apron and glanced behind her. “No one knows. Since were short a person, it might take a little longer than usual.”
    I got her attention back when she started staring at Quinn’s face. “Dawn…” I read off her name tag. “What do you mean?”
    “Minnie is having a freak out,” she planted her hands on the tabletop and sighed. “I’ve been working double shifts since Christy vanished. Poof. And Minnie keeps calling her, but she won’t answer.”
    “How long has she been gone?” Quinn asked.
    “It was right before that fire happened at the mill. Crazy light n ing storm. I mean, what are the odds a bolt hits that old place and burns it to the ground?”
    I kept my face impassive and nodded, “Yeah, really strange.”
    Dawn tugged on a brown lock of hair, eyeing me. “You and Venna are friends with Christy, right?”
    “Yeah, but we’re not really close to her.” I said. “Why?”
    “Well, Minnie was worried it might be drugs. She asked me if I knew if Christy was into something, but I don’t know her very well.” She leaned closer to me. “Did she party and stuff?”
    I shook my head, “No, not that I know of. Why did Minnie ask?”
    “Well, she said,” Dawn glanced around before locking her muddy brown eyes with mine. “You’re going to think this is crazy, but I’m only repeating what I heard. Minnie said Christy’s eyes were glowing. Isn’t that crazy? Glowing eyes! I never heard of a drug that makes eyes glow.”
    “Quinn?” I watched, shocked, as Dawn went back to the kitchen to deliver our order to the