Helpless (Blue Fire Saga)

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inside barely had time to notice the door flying inward before Jarubu and Melissa were upon them, fangs sinking deep into their throats. The vampires drank greedily, but forced themselves to stop when the bodies were only half drained. They let the corpses fall to the floor.
    “Break a few things and grab his wallet and her jewelry,” Jarubu instructed. “Make it look like they were robbed.”
    Melissa smashed the glass coffee table with her hand and upended a small table beside the couch while Jarubu went to the kitchen and returned with a long knife. Kneeling beside the bodies, he slashed each of their throats into a bloody mess, obliterating the bite marks.
    “Good enough,” he said. He hoisted the bodies effortlessly, carrying one over each shoulder. “We’ll bury them in the snow bank beside the driveway. When they are finally found, the human authorities can puzzle over what happened to the rest of their blood.”
    Less than ten minutes after they arrived, Melissa and Jarubu walked back down the driveway. They had turned off all the lights in the house and propped the broken door back into place. From the road in the darkness, nothing looked amiss. By the time anyone discovered what had happened here, they would be long gone.

 
    13. A PLEASANT SURPRISE
     
    S aturday morning, Dominic did not take off his jacket when he entered Leesa’s room. Instead, he told her to grab her coat.
    “We’re going for a ride,” he said.
    “Where to?” Leesa asked as she pulled her parka from its hook in the closet.
    “West,” Dominic replied. “We are going to try something new today, so I think it’s a good idea to do it far away from here.”
    Leesa wondered what Dominic had planned for her. They had spent a few hours yesterday refining her everywhere/nowhere technique and she was becoming pretty good at it. Near the end of her session she even managed to complete the technique while looking Dominic in the eye, which was a major breakthrough. She still hadn’t been able to do it staring at her reflection in the mirror, though. She was pretty sure that was going to require a lot more work, and a bit more self-esteem, too.
    Heading down the stairs, Dominic handed Leesa the keys to the Blazer. As they had agreed, she would drive any time they were together. Leesa did not get to drive very often, so she was very happy with the arrangement.
    Outside, the sun was shining brightly, reflecting off the snow with an almost blinding glare. Leesa shaded her eyes with her hand as they walked to the Blazer, parked at the curb a short distance from the dorm. It wasn’t too cold out, so she didn’t bother zipping up her parka.
    When she got into the car and switched on the ignition, classical music spilled from the radio, an orchestra symphony of some kind. Leesa had no idea who the music was by, but she kind of liked it. She guessed this was the kind of music Dominic had enjoyed a long time ago back in Europe and was glad he had been able to find a classical music station. She hadn’t even known there was one in the area.
    “It’s Franz Liszt,” Dominic told her. “I had the pleasure of watching him conduct this very symphony once, many, many years ago.”
    “Cool,” Leesa said. She wondered if a couple hundred years from now she would be casually telling someone she’d had the pleasure of hearing Coldplay perform. Somehow, she doubted it.
    “Head toward Meriden,” Dominic told her, “and then get on the 691.”
    Leesa drove slowly through campus, where the narrow roads had been further narrowed by the piles of plowed snow piled against the curbs. Once she turned onto highway 66 she was able to drive at a more reasonable speed. Traffic was light and they made good time.
    As they neared Meriden, she was tempted to swing by and say hello to her Aunt Janet and Uncle Ralph, but decided against it. She hadn’t told anyone in her family about Dominic yet, and had not figured out how she was going to introduce him. Besides,

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