Chapter 483
Before dawn they pulled the corrugated doors shut and hung sheets over them. The Father of Shadows insisted they sleep in the same shack as him. Katelina eyed their roommates distrustfully. A quick glance told her the vampires were from various nationalities. She didn't need their hairstyles to know they were from different eras. She could feel the years on the two closest to the child-Father. The others were younger than Jorick, and there was one who felt younger than Loren.
She stretched out next to Jorick, her back to him. She might go along with this insanity, but it didn't mean she had to like it.
As Maeko had said, he made no move to apologize, and she went to sleep irritated. She woke the next evening to the stifling twilight of the tin shack. Asleep, her perfectly still companions looked like a room full of corpses.