At first she couldn’t detect anything at all out of the ordinary, and she wanted to tell herself that the slight shaking of the bed had only been herself as she adjusted positions, trying to get comfortable. Didn’t that sort of thing happen all the time? She was just jumpy because she was in a place she didn’t know.
But then she saw the dim light from the parking lot touch something pale. A glint of fair hair.
Her blood went cold. The creature’s hair was blond because William Levy, the telenovela star she’d modeled it on, was blond.
Somehow, her shaking fingers found the little knob at the base of the lamp next to her bed. She turned it, and bit her lip to keep from screaming.
That was the creature, standing at the foot of the bed. It stared at her, head slightly tilted to one side, bu
