Chapter IX
THE VERY NEXT DAY, I went out and did not come back home before finding a good gym and a dojo with a nice sensei. It was time to pick up karate again and start working out more than ever before. I had no illusion of outplaying a vampire, especially not one as strong as Anthony. But I somehow felt the need to make some sort of physical difference. I might never have a fighting chance, but if it all went wrong, I wanted those finding my body to know I did not sit back and let it happen.
I could easily imagine the collective cast of all the CSI series gathered together in the coroner’s lab and someone saying, “She put up one hell of a fight! There are defensive wounds everywhere.” That would be enough for me. Well, not enough, but better than just let Anthony kill me without at l
