44: Noel

He draped his arms around the couch, putting one leg on another. He stared straight into the manager’s eyes that were facing the floor and fidgeting.

“So how many human bodies were brought in yesterday?” He asked.

Most of the blood processed in the blood bank are given to those vampires that stay among the humans so that they don’t attack the humans.

And those back in the clan have some herbs they take when it has been long since they have taken human blood. “Ten.” The manager answered, his voice shaking.

Noel could only laugh at the answer, as if he wasn’t there when Gaby pushed the bodies in and here is the fucker lying straight to his face. “I will ask you for the last time. How many human bodies were brought in here?” He asked again, this time gritting.

The manager wiped away the sweep that fell down his forehead. “Fifteen.” He hurriedly answered seeing that Noel was trying to get something out of his pocket and he had assumed that he was going to bring out a gun.

“Nice and how ma