Page 34 of My Mr. Vampire

“Why would she be?”

“It’s a long story.”

“We’re immortal. I have all the time in the world to listen to a story.”

“Harlen.” I pleaded.

“What? I can help. I’m here right now, and you can’t be everywhere at once.”

“I don’t need your help. I have my people.”

There was too much backstory. I hadn’t even told Chanel that while I was waiting for her at the police station; I pulled up camera footage from the apartments. After scanning overthe last few days, I came across the video of Marisol snooping around the apartment complex. In this footage, her face wasn’t covered. She was alone, and she was clearly looking for her brother or Chanel. It was obvious Marisol was going to be a problem. I immediately sent the footage to Natasha and asked her to look up video from the outside and inside of the club for this Marisol. Before The Castle opens tonight, I scheduled a security meeting. I needed my staff to be on the lookout for Marisol Lopez.

When Chanel suggested coming back here, I was good with it because I didn’t feel it was safe for Morgan to stay here alone. I wasn’t in the habit of killing humans, but the thought of removing Marisol from this earth did flash before me. If she was going to be in town looking for her brother, that would be a problem. I may not have a choice. News concerning Lonzo had to be kept from developing in this city. I needed law enforcement to believe he fled to Mexico.

I didn’t want to scare Chanel with this Marisol news. So, I kept it to myself. I was just going to come up with a way to get Morgan out of her apartment.

“Zand, if there’s something going on, you need to tell me.”

I weighed my options and decided to tell Harlen a fraction of the details. “My girlfriend is being stalked by her ex-boyfriend and his sister.”

“Stalked by humans?” He chuckled.

“Yes.”

“Why? Can’t you just kill them?”

“I’m not going to do that?”

“Why not?”

“It’s a police matter.”

“You think so?” He scowled.

“Yes, I do. But these people are from Chanel’s past and they have been looking for her.”

“And?”

“They want to harm her. This is why she’s been staying at my other place.”

“The Castle.”

“No.”

“How many places to you have in Chicago?”

I ignored his irrelevant question. “These people have been here before, and Morgan is Chanel’s friend. They could do something to her to get at Chanel.”

“So what? Do you want me to watch over Morgan?” He asked as he sat in the chair by the kitchen island.

“I don’t know. I’m trying to handle this quietly.”

I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. “Chanel’s safety is my top priority right now.”

Harlen nodded thoughtfully, his brow furrowed in concern. “I get it, brother. But you know you can count on me if you need help.”

I appreciated his offer of support, but I knew I had to approach this delicate situation carefully. “I might need to ask for your help soon, but for now, I need to figure out the best way to handle this without causing more trouble.”

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