Am I supposed to be scared?
“Am I supposed to be scared now?”
Amelia held in a sigh, looking to her friend with a grim expression. “I’m not trying to scare you, Max. I’m just trying to get you to see how dangerous this is!”
“Look, I know he’s not a Vampire, but the fact remains, this is a serial killer... And you’re his favorite type of target.” Though stern, the concern was clear in her eyes as she stared at the slayer for a moment, her hands on her hips. “I don’t like this plan.”
Translation: I don’t want to see you get hurt...or worse.
She had faith in Max’s abilities. The woman was very gifted with the blade. But if there was one thing that Amelia learned was not to underestimate the opponent, and when you were dealing with sociopaths who liked to disguised their killings as Vampires to the extent it was catching the attention of slayers? Well, what else was the bastard capable of?