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“The truth is, I don’t even know if the people at the parties really understand what’s happening. It seemed like Rex couldn’t remember. I don’t remember almost anything that happened after I saw him with that woman. There are things I remember, and things I don’t.”
“You were drunk that first night, too, though.”
“Yeah,” Saber said. “Fair. But not the second time. I was dead sober.”
She explained exactly what she saw and thought she could remember from that night and Lozen listened thoughtfully.
“So, maybe vampires, but maybe not,” Lozen said.
“You don’t seem that upset about it.”
Lozen laughed.
“I guess I’ve known there was something really, really bad going on, and even if you’re wrong, or you’re completely crazy… it’ssomething… something to pushbackagainst.”
“Or maybe I’m delusional and this whole thing is an exercise in insanity.”
“I’d rather have a crazy theory than be wandering around in the dark,” Lozen said.
15
Ansel asked to have dinner with us. He said he could pick you up on the way downtown so we don’t need to take three cars. Can you be ready in twenty minutes?
Atext from her dad,
Saber felt a sudden spasm of anxiety.
Sure
The black Porsche pulled silently into the driveway. Saber was waiting on the front steps, tugging her coat around herself, shivering. Her weather app said that it would be nearly freezing tonight. It was late November. School had been a mess, and she was glad it was Friday. Classes were canceled without being officially canceled with teachers playing documentaries. Some cried, others talked about Laurel in hushed, murmuring tones.
And now Ansel was here to pick her up. What could he want? Saber sighed and stood up.
She started to walk to the passenger side of the Porsche when Ansel got out and opened it for her.
“Good evening,” he said, his voice quiet, as she slipped into the now familiar leather seat. He closed the door with a soft thud, made his way around the car, and slid into the driver’s seat without looking at her.
For a moment, as he maneuvered out of the driveway, they drove in silence.
“Thank you,” she finally said. “For the other night. And I’m sorry.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for,” he said in his quiet, hypnotic voice. “I was glad to have helped you.”
Ansel shifted the Porsche into a higher gear, and Saber watched his hand moving on the stick shift. She remembered touching it that night, and she wanted to touch it now, but knew better.
“Well,” she said. “I am still very embarrassed and very grateful.”
“I asked your dad if I could drive you because I wanted to talk about it. About that night.”
Saber tensed up, but also felt a delicious excitement well up inside of her.
“What about it?”
“You can’t go back to that house, Saber.”
“What house?” she said, feigning ignorance for a moment.
“You know what I’m talking about.”
