Dom studied Brennan, eyes darting across his face, silent.
“Oh, cute. You think it might have been you,” Travis said, stroking the fuzz on his chin. “Don’t worry, kid, you’re still a vampire-virgin, unless you’re biting a crush we don’t know about.”
“How. Did. Evelyn. Die.”
“Travis turned us. It’s, like, a whole ritual. After, he brought you to his place until he could get someone to bring you to campus. He doesn’t leave the woods. And then it was just me and Evelyn.”
“And you killed her.”
Dom’s expression was pained. “I went into frenzy. I was a new turn, and there was still so much blood.”
Blood fromhim.From where shehit him with her car and cursed him with this fucking existenceand thenkilled her sister.
“I… I need to go,” Brennan said, standing up too fast.
Travis said, “Aw, come on, vampling, we can all get along—”
“You think I don’t feel bad?” Dom stood to match him, nostrils flaring, eyes fiery. “You think living with that is easy?”
Brennan ignored her, heading to the tarp door only a pace away, mind a perfect storm.
“But you,” Dom spat, “acting like you’re so much better, like you’ve never made a mistake or like—like you don’t drink blood like the rest of us! Pretending you’re so perfect. I think that’s pathetic.”
Brennan paused in front of the doorway, back to Dom and Travis.
“Hey now, Dominique, let’s try to be—” Travis started.
“You know, you’re right,” Dom said. “You should go.”
As the tarp flapped closed behind him, Travis called out, “Come back and visit anytime!”
9VAMPIRE LASER TAG LEAGUE
BRENNAN’S PHONE
Brennan
Did you know about Evelyn? Did you help cover it up?
Nellie
Yes. It’s our job.—N
Brennan
You and Sunny.
Nellie
And Travis, in this case.—N
Brennan
Why?
Nellie
Accidents, missing people. We have to cover them up, or they’ll lead right to us.—N
