We sat there until the sound of Octavia's shiny convertible McLaren whizzed in from a distance. I walked up to open the front door. Octavia pulled over in the driveway. Then, in my second blink, she actually reached the porch in a blur.
"Get inside quickly," she whispered in an urgent voice. Octavia closed the door behind her and started to look around the house. Then she saw Jacques who sat on the couch scowling at her with a curious look. Octavia didn't seem too pleased to see the girl but didn't say anything. She just turned me around to the corner with her.
"Why are you with her?" Octavia asked. I frowned at her a little.
"The vampires almost munched Jacques when they were looking for me," I said. "I had to bring her here. But...what's wrong?"
"I picked up some strange scents along
