Rolling her eyes at the boy - for he was no more than a boy, a child playing at games for his own entertainment - she focused her attention on the phonecall. “Yes, hello, I’d like to report a case of breaking and entering. There is a man in my house cutting up a pile of corpses- Yes, he’s still there, but he made an obvious threat that should any law enforcement arrive while he is still present he would kill them. No, I don’t think he’s going to hurt me. Why? No idea, but I figure if he’s letting me call 911 without having me killed I’m in the clear. Uh-huh… Yes. …. Yes. Look, I don’t particularly care how you do it, I’ve had a long day and this is the last thing I’d want to be dealing with. Alright. Well, good luck then, according to this psycho you’ll need it.” Disconnecting the call, she sighed loudly. “I really don’t have the energy to deal with your bullshit. Police is on their way, I’m going the fuck to sleep.”
“I don’t think so.” His voice was cold and rage filled his tone. He had make it clear that no harm would come to her or anybody else if she had done the right thing and just cleared the mess herself and kept the cops out of it. But, lord, did he hate being taken for granted. He used his speed vampire powers and within a second his palm was around her throat, choking her. “I warned you.”
