The reports had been impossible to ignore and once Allison had returned to college after winter break; Chris had packed up and flown back to the one place he didn't want to be.
Beacon Hills.
The town itself didn't look all that different. Stores had changed, but the town itself felt almost the same. He'd chosen the residence carefully, the house large enough for himself and others, if they were needed, and stored his collection.
By nightfall, he was in the woods, following familiar paths to the wreckage that remained of the Hale house. He stood there for a moment, the remnants vanishing as he saw the house that had been there.
The people who'd lived there. He'd had no quarrel with them directly, and after Victoria had been killed, his only concern had been taking Allison away. They'd been across the country when the fire happened.
Allison didn't even know about it, and he intended to keep it that way. The wood creaked as he moved up the steps, one hand pushing the door open.
A hunter returns - For Laura
Beacon Hills.
The town itself didn't look all that different. Stores had changed, but the town itself felt almost the same. He'd chosen the residence carefully, the house large enough for himself and others, if they were needed, and stored his collection.
By nightfall, he was in the woods, following familiar paths to the wreckage that remained of the Hale house. He stood there for a moment, the remnants vanishing as he saw the house that had been there.
The people who'd lived there. He'd had no quarrel with them directly, and after Victoria had been killed, his only concern had been taking Allison away. They'd been across the country when the fire happened.
Allison didn't even know about it, and he intended to keep it that way. The wood creaked as he moved up the steps, one hand pushing the door open.