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the same treatment.
    Denis fell to his knees, wondering if Betty was watching from inside. He no longer felt powerful at all.

Chapter 7
    Daytime Hunting
     
     
    It turned out that people with red auras weren’t that common, which was good for society as a whole, but bad for Savvy. Over the last month she had begun to see other colors surrounding people as well, but nothing called to her like red. Beating the ever-living shit out of scumbags was now her addiction, and the dwindling supply forced her to take more chances, get farther away from her home. The aura had to be red—she’d learned that the hard way. Savvy had stopped for an orange aura a couple nights ago and received a shock when she realized mid-fight that she wasn’t quite as strong. She’d barely escaped, and now she knew: she could only partake in her new pastime when faced with a true villain, the redder the better.
    Also, the payoff was shorter, more fleeting the less red she saw. A hint of the smell of her daughter’s neck, remembering the slope of Kal’s forearm when he shifted gears, it wasn’t enough.
    She ran a frustrated hand through her hair, keeping the other on the steering wheel as the cruised a neighborhood street. She’d started prowling during the day as well to increase her chances at scoring, though she knew it wasn’t great idea. Tobias wasn’t talking to her anymore. She couldn’t blame him. It had been four weeks since her first attack on the man in the bar.
    Tonight she would ask him again to move out, and it wasn’t a conversation she looked forward to. She felt selfish and ungrateful, but she didn’t want him keeping track of her. The money from the insurance company would keep her living frugally for a few years without having to work. So Tobias’s income as a mechanic was unnecessary, for now.
    Savvy had driven aimlessly out of the neighborhood and back onto a main drag when she saw what she desired most in the world: a bright red aura. She had to pull herself out of the trance the color put her in to see her surroundings. She willed herself to remain aware of what happened around her. A daytime beating required restraint, which wasn’t her strong suit with a red aura in the mix.
    The asshole stood in the woods just a few feet away from a fence. He was dressed in full camouflage, but the red made him easy pickings for her. His aura seemed particularly predatory.
    What the hell is he doing?
    He looked like he was waiting for something. Savvy put the car in park. To get to him she had to cross a field or drive around behind him and make her way through the woods. Gripping the steering wheel, she assessed the area.
    This is a school?
    Yes. There was a playground and the telltale brick building. A school bell sounded in the distance, and a flood of children came out of the doors. They brought the man with the red aura to full attention, his glow rippling in anticipation. Savvy popped open her door and ran as fast as she could.
    I’ll get this bastard.
    As she ran, she saw a police cruiser out of the corner of her eye. The teachers who had followed the kids out to recess began blowing their whistles, calling the children back into the building. The sight of a madwoman bolting across the recess field had caused appropriate alarm.
    Savvy didn’t care. The asshole had locked eyes with her, and he turned and ran into the woods. She should have slowed down, tried to appear a little normal, but the mother in her mixed with whatever supercharged crazy was running her life now and had taken over. That man with a red aura had been looking at children. There was no stopping now. She vaulted the fence and navigated the trees easily, quickly. The police siren lit up the afternoon and seemed to be coming from all directions.
    She closed in on the man soon enough; he was no match for a hunting Savvy. When she was close enough, she pushed him from behind. He tumbled forward and landed propped awkwardly against a tree. A wet stain spread