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BLOOD CITY: Vampires' Dwelling

Claire was KCPD homicide detective at Kibich central precinct. She was engaged to Adams, a mythology professor at Kibich University. Their life together was perfect until one fateful morning. Detective Claire woke to a phone call that notified her of her father’s mysterious death. She called her mother; they had separated with the father, to let her know of the news. In the confusion of her father’s death, across the street from the scene, she saw a man watching. She went to confront him but he was long gone when she got there. Before she could go back to the crime scene, she received a call from her mother with a question of whether ‘Vivienda de Vampiros’ meant anything to her. Without a clue, her mother apologized to her and promised to let her know more about her family history, who she really was and, BLOOD CITY. Later, her mother explained to her that she was born in a vampire hunter’s family. She was meant to be a vampire hunter. From that moment on, her life took a much-unexpected turn to the worst. She took her time to study more about vampires. As she was busy hunting her father’s killer, she crossed paths with Daniel, a vampire that, against all odds was protecting her and her family. The unfolding of events led to her having feelings for the Vampire. This became a wedge between her and Adams. Later Adams was manipulated by Catherine in the name of love to get close to Claire but was finally turned which led to his death. Later, she was able to defeat and kill Thomas and Catherine with the help of her mother and Daniel. In the end, Claire and Daniel married and lived happily ever after.

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Chapter 16

The city streets were busy and congested with both people and vehicles as it was a norm on working days. The temperatures were average as the sun was covered by a light blanket of white drifting clouds. Jefferson was on duty chauffeuring his taxi to earn his daily revenue.

He dropped off a passenger and a young slim blonde lady got into the car. It was still at the early hours of the morning. She was officially dressed in an elegant grey stripped skirt suit and designer heals in her feet. In a hand, she held a matching swanky medium-sized Louis Vuitton handbag by the strap.

She seemed as one headed for the office and out of place in a taxi. As usual, Jefferson introduced himself as she responded with a destination. Looking at her through the rear view mirror, “Good morning and welcome on board ma’am. To where may I drive you please?” he asked.

She placed the handbag on the seat, strapped in and looked at him, “1630 Paul avenue please,” she uttered in response.