"Allright, David. But you are behaving very oddly - for a boy." Hisvoice was deep and warm and oddly comforting. "Stand up now.I'm getting wet. G...t out of the bath." David climbed out of thebath, sobbing still, but less uncontrollably. He was shakingthough the bathroom was very warm. Mr Adamson wrapped alarge warm white bath towel around the boy and began to dry him."You know David," he said as he rubbed with the towel, "I'mgetting more concerned about you by the minute. Getting. Just as she was about to go wake her bodyguard, she noticed that the slumbering beast's claws and horn both had blood on them as well. After inspecting the huge feet and head, she shuddered, suddenly realizing that the blood was undoubtedly some other Gnath's."He fought well yesterday, my Lady," a strange, oddly soothing voice said calmly with a curious tone of respect. Myka whirled in surprise only to stop in even deeper shock. The Ce'al maiden had gotten used to the rough-hewn, chiseled. Brandishing both Soviet and US made weapons, we tried running but an ageing photographer and a woman wearing four-inch heels were no match for them. Both Tess and I have an aversion to firearms, and rather than attempt a Rambo-like escape, we held up our hands in surrender. Thus began a twelve hour ordeal that was far harder on Tess than I. We'd heard of the 'rape squads' but never dreamed they were in the locale we were in.A bumpy and uncomfortable half-hour ride in the back of a Toyota pickup. "I never expected camp to be such an adventure!" Harriet told Kennedy."Neither did I." Can I ask you a personal question, Kennedy?" Sure, Harriet." What did you mean when you said that when it came to you, Charlotte is barking up the wrong tree?"Kennedy stopped, trying to think fast. Mr. Glastonbury could say all he wanted to about needed to make rash decisions when you're fighting a vampire, but this was Harriet, her friend! The problem was Kennedy wasn't sure exactly what Harriet was asking..