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Why
are you doing this to me?”
      “You know
why, Gene – because you’re a murderer.”
      “But so are
you,” he argued.
      “Yes, but I
have to do this. A girl’s gotta eat.”
    In a flash she was on him.   She lifted him up, screaming and sunk
her teeth into his neck as he pathetically tried to fight her off. His heart beat faster and then flipped, slowing and slowing some
more…until it stopped. Right before he died, he stuttered, “Momma.”
      “Shit. Why’d
he have to bring up his mother?” She dropped him and a twinge of regret crossed
her soul. “Totally stole the fun out of it. Dammit”  
    To cover her tracks she bit into her own wrist and
dripped her blood onto his puncture wounds until they vanished. With a kick she
shattered the mermaid statue amid the broken window glass on the floor, its
decapitated head rolling away to the side. She liked how that looked. Paying
attention to details, she kicked the glass around on the floor and also the
bits that remained in the doorframe, to make it appear that the glass fell
outward, and not inward. It took some extra effort but with the flattened
cigarettes, the banged up phone on the grass and the stupid shattered statue,
it now looked like he’d lost his temper in a really big way.   All she had to do then was to dispose of
the body in a way that people wouldn’t wonder at the loss of blood.
    In the ocean about a mile off Malibu’s shore she swam,
dragging his lifeless body with her. Dead blood to vampires was like food
poisoning to humans, so she couldn’t bite Gene again. Instead she removed a
small knife from a custom pocket and sliced deep into his leg. She waved the
leg to use whatever blood remained in it as bait.
    Soon she saw it, her keen vision making out a huge shadow
in the distance - its fin, its size, its shape, distinctly that of a Great
White.   The shark sped toward her
and the corpse.   She waved the leg
again and pushed herself backwards, quickly swimming away from them.   The shark’s jaw opened and slammed down
hard on the accountant’s leg.   She
watched as it turned away, dragging its meal far into the ocean depths.   Something about vamp blood –
animals, insects, reptiles, sharks… they didn’t want it, which was a very good
thing. Immortal sharks we do not need.

 
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    The next evening after Dani rose, she made a beeline for
her desk where she’d left her phone.   The live kill did nothing to abate her foggy heart. After all it was
just another meal in two hundred years of meals. She wanted out.   She searched for a solution and only
found one.   Picking up the phone she
saw two texts from Stewart plus a missed call and voicemail from her
agent.   She unlocked the phone to
read the texts first. Stewart: Want to go to an exhibition opening around the
corner from your place? ;)  
    That wouldn’t do, she thought.   She texted back: No.   Let’s go to Nectar.  
    She grabbed the remote and opened the curtains.   Gray dusk.   She’d risen extra early, as she did also
twice a year. Thank you, Gene, she thought sarcastically.More time, she did not want.   The stars weren’t out yet but the lights
were and in the dusk she liked their twinkle better than stars. Dusk felt
almost like daylight and she took comfort in that.
    But it had been a week since she’d seen the fire, met the
heartbeat, had felt alive again. Her phone chimed a
text notification.   Stewart: It’s
supposed to be an amazing exhibit.   She sent back: I’m not in the mood.   I’m in the mood for fire. Tell Anj – 9:00pm.
    Stewart smiled on his end and he did as he was told but
added a little more information as he texted Anjelica: Dani wants to go stare
at that bartender again.   Anjelica
replied: You’re kidding.   Stewart
didn’t reply.   He waited.   Anjelica texted:   You’re not kidding. Stewart
responded:   She is going to eat him
alive.   Anjelica: God I hope so.
    Dani emerged