Then one day, Jake had seen the shop in the mall. He must have walked past it a hundred times, but he had never noticed it before. He had known that t...at was where he had to go. It was no good; he couldn't wait until he got home. He walked over to the men's washroom and locked himself in a stall. He looked down at the device held in his trembling hands. Ever since he was a boy he had felt a wrongness. It had taken him years to work out what this wrongness was. He had caught himself wishing to. Its not glass, obviously, but plexi-glass, thick enough to withstand your strength, or the strength of any vampire for that matter."I settled down. No point in acting until an opportunity presented itself. He knew I was a vampire. I didn't know anything about him. Though I was then, as I have always been, Irish to the core of my soul and therefore prone to acting on impulse, I had learned patience over the centuries. I had also learned that the more information one had, the better the chances. Dhire dhire shaam ho gayi,andhera hone laga.maine apna suitcase khola aur raat ke kapdne nikalne laga.mere samne ke sit par baithi mahila kankhiyo se meri taraf dekh rhi thi,Aur iska pata mujhe pehle hi chal gaya tha.maine bhi socha kyu na ise darshan kara hi diye jaye,maine apna shirt utara aur pant utarne ke saath maine apna kachha bhi niche utar diya,aur ye sab wo bade gaur se kankhiyo se dekh rhi thi…kyuki maine tauliya kaskar nhi baandh rakha tha,mujhe ek sharaarat soojhi.maine apna. Hell, she thought, that monster could probably pass me going uphill while towing a trailer.To make matters worse, Liv caught a whiff of gasoline every time she turned. One of the rounds must have pierced the gas tank under the back seat. The fuel gauge was dropping steadily. She hoped there would be enough to make it to the top.At the base of the hill, Liv glanced at the speedometer. The needle was pegged near 55 mph. She snicked the gear shifter into fourth, and popped the clutch. The engine.