“I think we’re going to have an eternity of chaos no matter what you two try to do.” That seemed like the whole point of being trapped here. They sure as hell hadn’t been taken and dumped into the hotel for a holiday. The darkness and fog, Christmas land, and now statues that seemed to be alive… that screamed chaos already.
“Interesting.” And it was. It meant that she and her brother were a lot older than he was. He could share that he’s from the late 1800’s, but there was no real point in doing that. She didn’t ask and it wasn’t that important.
Enzo knew that question was coming. “I’m a vampire,” he replied as if it were no big deal. He hoped she kept her word and kept whatever he said to herself. Because he would hate to kill her. Actually, no, he wouldn’t. But he would hate to break his promise to Bonnie that he wouldn’t kill anyone in the hotel. “Are you and your brother the other hunters in this hotel?”