“Okay.” He read a bit more before saying, “They apparently got some videos of what they believe is a few of these people losing it.”
“Play them.”
He grimaced. “How?”
Foxx took a deep breath. “Tap the video.”
Yep, his vampire sounded like he was suppressing violent urges.
“Okay…”
Well…maybe he’d agree to let him get a flip phone now. Well…notlet…Harlow was a grown ass man… He didn’t need anyone’s permission to do anything…
Foxx wouldn’t really break up with him over a phone, would he? Harlow glanced over and found the vampire starting to look murderous.
Clearing his throat, he tapped the first video, and thankfully, it started.
“It looks to be like some sort of back room somewhere. There is a woman, I believe, with her back to the camera, a man in front of her,” he explained to Foxx, since the vampire couldn’t exactly drive and watch the video.
“I don’t feel so good,” a woman he assumed was a vampire rasped. Then the woman collapsed. “It hurts, it hurts.”
“Should I call an ambulance?” the man with her asked, his hands hovering over her.
“IT HURTS!” she screamed, curling in on herself.
There was silence at first, and then between one second and the next, the woman began attacking. The man with her was dead only moments later. The video stopped on a freeze-frame of the woman. As grainy as it was, he could tell her eyes were…wrong. Just as the vampire’s on the TV had been.
“Play the others,” Foxx ordered stiffly.
He did, and they were much the same. As the last video stopped, Foxx cursed. “They all sounded like they didn’t know what was going on?! I couldn’t see, as I’m driving, but their eyes, what did they look like?”
“I couldn’t see most of them, as they were facing away. The first one, even though grainy, I could tell her eyes were off, at least by the end. But with the last video, I had a clear look at the whole process. The whites of his eyes were normal at first, and then slowly browned as he kept screaming in pain. It looked just like the vampire’s eyes on the news footage.”
“Were they…drugged?” Foxx rasped.
“But with what?”
What drug would cause this?
“I don’t…know… But I don’t think they know what they are doing. I don’t thinktheyare in control at all.”
“Foxx…” He grimaced on seeing the concern on the vampire’s face. “It doesn’t matter if they know, or are in control or not…”
“But if someone drugged them, what they’re doing isn’t their fault!” Foxx snapped.
“It’s not… Yet… The law is…”
“What if we can save them?!”
“Foxx, they have killed already.”
“Well, so have I! Would you kill a human if someone drugged them without their knowledge, and then, due to the effects of the drugs, they killed someone else?!”
“The law?—”
“Is wrong!” the vampire cried. “The law is wrong! If these people were drugged and don’t know what is going on, then killing them is wrong!”
And this was exactly what he meant when he said that Foxx felt more than him. The vampire was crazy and sadistic, but he had always cared more for strangers than Harlow ever would, or could.
