“The only way you’re going is if you take her with you.” The shake of Oscar’s head told me what his answer was and I felt the same way, but I knew there was no negotiation. “It’s a time to put your feelings aside and use logic. You simply don’t have the skills to survive if you go alone and as you’re my only son…”
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It was late, much later than I’d normally be walking home, but things had taken longer than I thought they would. After trying on what felt like hundreds of dresses, drinking a couple more glasses of wine than was usual for a Monday afternoon, and having a long chat with my helpers (my mum, my younger sister, and my best friend), time had flown by, and instead of heading home at four in the afternoon, which would have been quite late enough as the days got shorter, it was seven in the evening. While I was walking I was watching the sun set and hoping that I’d be home before too many vampires woke up.
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From the time I started walking down the alley I knew I was being followed. Miles didn’t want to lose me. He’d told me that himself at the end of one of my training sessions and that was when I realised I had to leave. Running away from the Brotherhood was never going to be easy, but I planned it all out so that by the time he’d put in an application to train me personally, a thought that made me shiver, I was ready to go. That did mean leaving everything behind, especially the mobile phone I’d be given, because I knew there was a tracker in it.
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The last thing I remember before falling asleep, or possibly passing out, was how badly my entire body ached. Like everyone else I’d had the injection. All the actors had gone first, waving for the cameras, somehow managing to act normal when they came out, as though everything was fine even though they must have all felt as bad as I did. The director had followed, because people knew him too, and it was important that they saw someone they felt they knew going in for the injection. It would do good things for the fear some of the newspapers had been spreading, about how the injection hadn’t been properly tested.
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Alice looked at John and ran a hand though her hair, showing that she was nervous. “We talked after you left last night and it was a joint decision, which is unusual.” She smiled. “We all think you’ve been a wonderful addition to the house, so we’d like to offer you the chance to move in, because we know that you don’t currently have a permanent place of residence.”
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