«Well, it's not so much that I spoke well of you as Jace Lance, but that I had words of praise… for a vampire,» she says, staring straight into my eyes.
At those calm words, my blood freezes in my veins. My muscles lock up and my breathing stops, while my body trembles from head to toe.
I hesitate for a moment, then I pull myself together.
«Kimberly… aren't you a bit too old to believe in that kind of stuff? Everyone knows vampires don't exist,» I sneer, forcing a cocky but nervous smile.
But the look she gives me… she's dead serious — and any attempt to convince her otherwise would be completely useless.
A heavy silence stretches on for what feels like an endless minute before I break it.
«How do you know…?» I ask in a soft voice, averting my eyes from hers.
«I know because I saw you, Jace — twice. The first time you had already killed, but fortunately the second time I stopped you in time…» she murmurs in a flat, cold voice.
Wait… so she is…
