She knelt down. “They don't know what happened to her. She went out before sunset last night and never came back to the hospital or her mother's hou...e.”“Oh, she's back home,” Britney smiled. “I saw Damien this morning when he got home from the airport. Said her mom was fine and she had come on home.”Mrs. Lawson frowned. “That's not the impression I got. They were worried. She didn't tell them she was coming back.”“Damien was pretty sure she was home.” Britney glanced up at the D'Angelo's house.. The problem was that I hadn’t seen them for a long time at all. I prayed and prayed to be away from that block as I saw a police car with its lights shining all around. With happiness on my face I stood on the roadside trying to make the car stop and it worked. The police car pulled up next to me. It made me confident at once that there was a man of the law who surely knew the directions to anywhere in that goddamned place. I came up to the backseat door and stood there, waiting the door. I just looked better, more attractive. It started off as really fun. I was getting attention I never had before. I got help in stores; guys would let me go before them in line; all kinds of stuff. I knew what they wanted. It was something I was eager to try and I could literally pick any guy I wanted and probably have him. But I played it smart. I didn't pick just anyone, and I didn't leave myself unprotected. I gave myself immunity from disease, viruses and every other known way of contracting. She came so close he could almost have reached out and touched her, though her always attentive guards were ensuring no such attempts were made.As she passed by he looked up and saw the sparkle in her sea blue eyes, so pure, he thought, made all the more intense by the dark eyeliner and shadow that expertly rimmed her gaze. Her lips were curled into a warm innocent smile as she offered bright thank you's in her rich accent, not directed at anyone in particular but at the gathered crowd in.