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Lozen threw the car back into drive and made the tires squeal when she hit the gas again, jolting them both forward when it lunged and tore out of the parking lot. They flew down the dark street back to Saber’s house.
“We’re safe once we get in the house,” Saber said. “Justdrive!”
“Someone’sfollowingus!” Lozen cried, looking in the rearview. A black sports car was, indeed, following them. The engine revved and it made Lozen drive faster, so that the SUV’s engine screeched. Saber’s heart was pumping, and she knew she was probably flooded with adrenaline.
“It’s fine,” Saber said. “Just go.”
“I can’t fuckingbelieveyou stopped to grab the ice cream,” Lozen said, laughing deliriously.
“It made sense at the time,” Saber said, and she laughed too, a high, wild, not at all amused laugh.
Her blood was throbbing in her temples, everything around her seemed hyper-real, and there was a rushing sound in her ears that turned into the thrum of the Porsche as it caught up to them, matching their break-neck speed and following them up and down the hills on the road that led back to her house.
“Fuck,” Lozen said again. “Fuck, who is that?”
“It’s fine,” Saber said. “Trust me, just drive!”
Lozen swerved into the driveway and the black Porsche followed.
Ansel was out of his car before they were, and Saber got out and started walking toward him. Lozen got out, cradling the ice cream bars and watching, confused.
“No,” Ansel yelled at Saber, his voice booming. “Run! Get inside!”
Lozen was at her side then, looking at Ansel.
“Who—”
“Run!” he roared, and just then a figure moving at an astonishing speed appeared, gliding up her driveway. Saber couldn’t understand what she was seeing.
“Come on!” she shouted, grabbing Lozen by the hand, and as they turned, she heard a noise like a rattling animal growl that seemed to make the trees shake.
They rushed into the house, slammed the door behind them, and ran to the window, tearing open the curtain. They could see very little in the dark. At one point the Porsche, its lights still on and obscuring their view of whatever was happening, was slammed so hard that it rocked, and almost looked like it would tumble over.
“Jesus,” Lozen said, “Saber youhaveto tell me what’s going on.”
“That,” she said, “is Ansel James.”
“Is he a—”
“Yeah,” Saber breathed. “He sure is.”
The darkness shimmered with incomprehensible movement and violence, but they couldn’t hear anything but an occasionalthud. There was a prolonged silence. Then the Porsche started again, backed slowly out of the driveway, and drove off.
“What thefuckjust happened?” Lozen said.
Saber took one of the ice-cream bars and walked over to the dining room table, sitting with a thud. She unwrapped it slowly, entirely focused on it.
“I think,” she said, “two vampires tried to kill us tonight. Then another one saved us.”
“I think I killed one of them,” Lozen said. “In the parking lot.”
“I don’t know if they die that easily. But maybe. I hope you did.”
Lozen sat down next to her and started unwrapping her own ice-cream bar.
“Let’s never, ever take a risk like that again.”
“Ok,” Saber said, laughing. “You got it.”
