NINETEEN
“If you scream I will kill you,” I said.
I grabbed the girl by the shoulder, pulled her to
her feet and gave her a rough yank so she was facing
me. I showed her the gun without bothering to tell her
that she would die whether she screamed or not. Then
I saw that this was no teenager, as I had first thought.
She was eleven or twelve – a tween.
I could see that no matter what, she was about
to release an ear-piercing wail. There was probably a
good deal of blood already on my face from feeding
downstairs.
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On Halloween 2011, the final installment of the serial version of Broadway Vampire was published.
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May the fangs be with you!
Uke Jackson
