Chapter 40

• Elias turned and parked in front of an old stone cathedral. The building had been stripped of its religious iconography and one wall was completely covered in graffiti. A dozen cars were parked out front and lights flickered through the remains of stained-glass windows.
• “A church?” I asked. “Isn’t that a little cliche?” Lots of vampires over the years had taken an interest in renovating old churches into homes and other buildings. A tongue in cheek response to the myth that vampires can’t be on holy ground.
• “Hipster vampires,” he said.