"Are we not going to hunt rogue vampires tonight?" I asked Martha. "You're grounded, remember?" Uncle Fernand said. "You will not go out until I say so." "Uncle..." I wanted to protest but Uncle Fernand's face was so serious. "My decision is final." He stood up, then faced me again. "I will burn down that car you used. There must be someone out there who recognized it. We need to make sure you're safe." He left without looking back at me. "Martha..." I pleaded with my puppy eyes, but she ignored me. She continued reading the magazine. I stood up and looked for Ana. She was sitting on the swing at the backyard. "Ana..." "I heard it. I can't help you, Vanessa," she said. "I want to go out," I complained. "They don't even want me to go to school." "They are just trying to protect you.

