Free Creature of Habit (Book 3) by Angel Lawson

laundry room where Genevieve kept her office. I'd been in here earlier when she showed me the designs she was working on for the garden out back. There were family photos lining the walls over the desk. I snatched one off and ran back to the living room where Adam waited impatiently.
    I held the frame out to him. "Does this girl look familiar?" I found my voice was too loud and my hand shook.
    He took the photo in his massive hand and studied the photo. I watched as his eyes narrowed in concentration. "No."
    I exhaled loudly. "Look again and compare her"—I pointed to Olivia's photograph, and then moved my finger to the computer screen—"to her."
    His focus shifted from the frame to the computer on his lap. His eyes widened. "Holy crap, is that the same person?" he asked incredulously.
    "I think so," I whispered, giddy over finding such an important clue.
    "So the 'Olivia' your vampire is looking for is this girl, Sarah Olivia Auclair from New Orleans, Louisiana?"
    "Yeah” I said. “I think it is."
    "Is there some reason you guys didn't know this already?" he asked, nudging me lightly with his shoulder.
    “We knew a bit of her history,” I replied vaguely. Grant had filled in the blanks post change, but much of the information pre-change was unclear. Caleb used these tokens to taunt Grant. How did he have the brooch in his possession? “Caleb had something of Olivia’s from before she’d turned into a vampire. Before she entered that hospital where Grant found her.”
    “What are you saying?” he asked.
    "It means Caleb knew Olivia when she was human and in Louisiana. He seems to take 'treasures' from his victims and keeps them as mementos, like Jenna's cross." I said, reasoning out the information we had.
    Adam jumped in. "Does this mean Olivia was his victim before? Did he turn her into a vampire? What do they call that? Like a sire or something?”
    "Maybe,” I said, excited and frustrated all at once. “It certainly may explain why Caleb is so obsessed with her—and Grant.” Realization dawned on me. “Caleb kept telling Grant, he’d taken something from him.”
    “The girl?”
    “Let’s see if I can find something,” I said, turning back to my computer.
    Adam announced he was going to find David outside, I watched him shift easily into cat form. I happily let him go, eager for some space. I began entering in Olivia's name when I heard my email chime. I'd still been keeping up with Grant's schedule and mail so I hurriedly clicked over to see if it was important. Three messages had come in, two from managers at the office that included budget attachments. I saved these for Grant to review later and then pulled up the next one. My eye twitched as I read who it was from-GPalmer.
    Grant.
    Why would Grant send me an email now? Figuring he may have sent it from his phone, I opened it and was surprised to see it was a video of some kind. I hovered the cursor over the play button and clicked. The image was fuzzy, but I made out the vague sound of voices incoherently mumbling as the person holding the camera tried to focus it. Suddenly, the frame became clearer, and to my shock, the screen filled with Olivia’s body. She sat on the floor, glaring at the camera.
    A deep voice rattled behind the scenes. "Say hello to your family, Sarah Olivia."
    Olivia scowled from her spot on the ground. Her eyes were dark, having clearly not fed. Other than looking a little disheveled, her appearance was the same. "My family is looking for me right now, Caleb, they won't see this video."
    Caleb turned the camera on himself and pouted, "Aww… Sarah Olivia isn't feeling like herself today. I guess I will have to explain what is going on instead."
    He panned the camera over the room as he turned it back on Olivia, who remained aloof and disengaged, refusing to acknowledge him. As the lens traveled I desperately tried to figure out where they were holding her. The only thing I could make out was a pattern of squares on the wall