Chapter Sixteen
Sylvie
Debrecen, Hungary
If anybody in your town gets hurt,
do not try to give them first aid.
Just because you know where the vital
organs are doesn’t make you a doctor.
Your job comes later—when they’re dead.
~ The Bloodwalker’s Book
“I see danger in your future. You will go on a perilous journey. Dark forces will be all around you, and you will…see death?” Sylvie couldn’t remember what else she was supposed to say.
“No, no.” Liana rolled her eyes. Again.
They’d been practicing for over an hour, and Sylvie had been the recipient of nothing but sighs and eye rolls. The sighs were getting louder, and Sylvie was certain that sometime soon Liana’s eyeballs would roll so far back in her head they’d never come out again.
“People like to be told something scary,” Lia
