She peered at the liquid with mixed anticipation and loathing. After taking a deep breath, she lifted the cup to her lips. Warm or cold, the taste was very terrible, but the outcomes made the horrible taste worthwhile.
Shuddering, she drained the glass in a single gulp, then hurled it into the flames.
Only one bottle of the vampire’s blood remained. She would have to use it soon, or it would lose its effectiveness.
Time was of the essence.
Leaving Gwen to get ready and pack, Phil made a fast trip to a car rental office where he hired a late-model black Lexus. His next destination was a shopping center where he bought two huge luggage for Gwen and a smaller one for himself. He also picked up a case of bottled water, a family-sized bag of chips, and three dozen varied granola bars.
Gwen was still folding their clothing when he returned.
“Where are we going?” she inquired as she began placing her things in one of the luggage. It wasn’t easy, fitting everything Phil had purchased her into
