All the gunshots and screams, the car alarms and crackling fires, ended.A stillness gripped the garage.Her eyes flicked about. The cops, the vampiress...s, and Damien all vanished. Her ears pricked, straining for any sound. She inhaled, searching for any scents. Only her excitement and the blood dripping from her body caught her nose.She furrowed her eyebrows. She caught another scent. Feminine. Not Samantha, Rosa, Mary, Donna, Britney, or Vickie.Abigail spun, following the scent. Her heart beat. "But you and my mum don't work, and neither does Charlotte. So whyshould I?" Mark then says as Carol just laughs. Charlotte was 24 yearsold and Carol's daughter."No, we don't hun, but that's because we are women and women like yourme, your mother, and my daughter, do not need to go to work because wehave the men in our lives who go to work for us." Carol does her best toexplain as Mark just stares at the telly."Oh, right," is all that Mark says but Carol won't let the issue go."Maybe, maybe. The single thoughtthat preoccupied my mind. Not where had it gone, or what would become of itas one might expect. I just assumed that if I could somehow discover it'sorigins, then I would also discover where it had gone.That made the most sense, didn't it? I mean, Robin, the twins, andStephanie, the real Stephanie, had been the ones to discover the device.Since that discovery, only a few people had been exposed to it. And thosewere all people I trusted, so it stood to reason that the person had. "Nah, you're going to be the godmother," Sophia said, "you don't get all the honors." So, what are you going to name it?" Kate persisted."Katherine, of course," Warren teased her. "I dunno. Svetlana? Yoko? Crash? Nomarita?" What he's trying to say--I think--is that we haven't decided yet." Sophia said."I still think we should go for Yoko," Warren maintained."Riiiiiight."That night, they were lying in bed after making love."I can not believe how horny I've been lately," Sophia exclaimed. "Thank.