It was already dark when I left Mike's and I was hungry. Manipulating him, or rather stirring him on the right path, made me ravenous. The few slices of the pizza I ate were not enough. I hadn't heard from Jake but I was pretty sure they would be where I told them. After all, Jonathan was so close to getting the answers he wanted. I was thinking about what sort of love it had to be that its loss was driving Jonathan mad even as a vampire. Was he looking for an absolution? Weren't vampires supposed not to feel anything or care about those left behind? I didn't actually know. I didn't think people really cared about what vampires felt. It was understandable, why to care about something that was trying to kill you? I didn't think that cows waiting in a slaughterhouse had too many feelings abo
