TOM WOKE UP AND TOOK a moment to remember his circumstances. He remembered Vicki and looked about the motel room eagerly for her. He didn’t see anything, and when he rubbed his eyes to clear them, there was something thick and sticky on his hands. He focused his eyes and saw that his hands were covered in cold and congealing blood, at that stage where it was significantly tacky when he brought his fingers together. He smelled the overpowering coppery smell of the blood. He had a flash of concern for Vicki, and got up, washed up his hands at the sink, and started looking around for her.
Finally, he found her. She was wrapped up in a blanket, lying in the back of the van, with her throat cut and very, very dead. Bailey was in the van too, but he was very much alive, sleeping in the front se
