12
“You’re not coming, Thea,” Kate orders me as she opens the front door to leave. “And that’s that.”
“Please. I can’t take another second cooped up in this place. I need to get out.”
“It’s too dangerous. What if someone sees you?”
“They won’t. I’ll keep my head down.”
She shakes her head. “No, Thea. It’s too risky.
“I don’t care!” I snap. “I know what will happen if they find me, but I need to get out. Put a bag over my head or draw a b****y moustache on my face, anything—I don’t care.”
A tiny grin forms across Kate’s stern face. “You’re a lunatic. You know that?”
“No, I’m a vampire—and vampires need to step outside once in a while.”
Kate goes silent. Is she mulling it over?
Shit, she can hear my thoughts.
Brick wall! Brick wall! Brick wall…
Kate chuckles. “Your brick wall is
