We had gotten pulled over, the cop saying that my windows were to tinted, and had to check to see if I was a vampire, the only people allowed to have that much tinted windows. I rolled down the window and gave him a fake ass smile, showing the fangs. Sylas giggling beside me the entire time. 

We got to the motel, it was a few blocks from my old home, and checked in, bringing our stuff to the room. Sylas had spent most of the ride trying to find the address the man had given me, and he did eventually. So that was our next destination. 

We were sitting in my car, in the driveway of the house. 

"um, Carter... we have been sitting here for half an hour, whoever lives here, be it your dad or not, probably thinks we are some creepy stalkers." Sylas said gently. 

I mean I get it, black car with almost black windows, minus the orange stripe of course, sitting in a driveway with no one coming out for half an hour, probably didn't look very great, but the racer was based on my dad's, so if he did live here, he should recognize it. 

I let out a sigh and got out, going to the door, Sylas stood a few feet behind me, not sure if it was for moral support, or if he was planning on protecting me if needed, hard to tell with that guy. I rose my hand and knocked on the door, I'm sure my heart would be racing if it actually beat anymore. 

"Coming!" A voice inside yelled, a male, that much I could tell. The door opened and I stood in shock, that crazy guy at the bar had been telling the truth, standing in front of me, was a man I had assumed dead, and he hadn't aged a day, litterally, he was a night walker too.