Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Three

"I hope so" Samson said. "I really thought Jacob Saunders had him."I confronted him for attacking you. He was humiliated, and knowing him, he always comes back for revenge. That's why he was my first suspect"

"What do you mean when you say you confronted him?" Isabella asked, "You beat him up, didn't you?"

"It's not like he didn't have it coming. The guy is annoying. You should know that"

Isabella knew, she thought, remembering that she had disliked him immediately when she first met him at the bar. Now she understood why he had told her not to call the cops and now she was glad she didn't. They wouldn't have stood a chance against a vampire and if they had gone, they would have come back seriously Hurt. Or maybe even worse.

Isabella leaned closer to him. "So how did you become a vampire?" she asked him.