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could think I remind him of his little girl.
     “Memorise her face. I'd let you keep the picture with you, but I can't risk it if Cristescu finds you with it and realises what you're up to.”
     “Alright then,” I reply, committing Rebecca's features to memory. I hand the picture back to Pamphrock, who's currently staring at Finn.
     “I would like to speak with Finn alone now for a moment, if you don't mind Miss Stolle.”
     “Sure, I'll wait outside,” I say, rising from my seat and leaving the room, closing the door behind me. About five minutes later Finn emerges with a face like thunder.
     “What was that all about?” I ask, as we walk back to his car.
     “Pamphrock was just reminding me of the consequences if you happen to betray us.” Finn answers, then turns to me. “You better not screw this up, Tegan.”
     “Hey, I'll do the best that I can.” I tell him irritably. “By the way, where is Rebecca's mother? I thought I'd be meeting her too, since so much responsibility is being placed on me.”
     Finn glances in my direction. “As far as I know she's not on the scene. Pamphrock's got a lot of kids with a lot of different women. Rebecca is his youngest, that's probably why the vampires targeted her. She's where Pamphrock's most vulnerable.”
     When we're in the car, Finn takes an envelope from his pocket and drops it onto my lap. I peer inside and my eyes widen. It contains five grand in clean, crisp notes.
     “You'll get the rest once we've gotten Rebecca back safely,” he says, before driving me back to his house. He hands me the front door key and tells me he's got some errands to run and will be back in the evening. I go inside and decide to have a long soak in the tub. I spend an hour in the bath reading a novel, but I get out just before my skin has the chance to turn into a prune. I wrap myself in clean towels and try to decide what I'm going to wear to Crimson tonight. In the end I decide on a tight black pencil skirt, a cream lace top, fifties tights with a stripe down the back of the leg and some black heels.
     At around six Finn gets home. I'm in the living room watching television when he carries in a bag with Mexican takeaway. He hands me a fancy cardboard ticket for the Christmas party at Crimson.
     “How did you get your hands on this?” I ask, because I'm sure it wouldn't be an easy task for a slayer to get a ticket to an exclusive vampire event.
     “I have my ways,” is all he says, before he dishes out the dinner and we eat in comfortable silence.
     Later on I go upstairs to get ready. My hands are almost shaking as I put on some black eye-liner, mascara and red lipstick. I have no idea what's going to happen tonight. For all I know I could die at the hands of a hungry vampire. From what Finn told me about the party, the place is going to be jam packed with vamps from all over the city. I dress quickly and head downstairs. Finn lets out a low whistle when he sees me.
     “It's a damn shame you're going to Crimson tonight,” he says, his voice slightly husky.
     “Where will you be?” I ask, I'm jittery and nervous now that the time has come for me to see Ethan again.
     “Don't worry, I'll be nearby. I've put my number into your phone on speed dial, so all you've got to do is hit a button if anything goes wrong and I'll be there in a flash.”
     I swallow down a big gulp of saliva. “Okay then.”
     I pick up my coat and hand bag, double checking that I have everything I need, even though I've already checked three times at this stage. I'm so unbelievable anxious. I stand in front of the mirror in Finn's hallway, taking in my unusually glamorous appearance. It seems that I've subconsciously made an effort to look my best, and it irks me to think that the mere prospect of seeing Ethan has me acting like one of those ridiculous, desperate girl clichés.
     A minute later I hear the taxi driver beep his horn to let me know he's arrived. I say goodbye to Finn,