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"You you" She couldn’t think of anything dreadful enough to call hiot a point," Vancha interceded Debbie turned on hiaze "I don’t like the idea of letting the others"

"No," Debbie said "No sacrifices I won’t allow it"

"Me neither," I said

"Have you an alternative suggestion?" Steve asked

"Injury," Mr Crepsley answered when the rest of us were silent "We stake out the houses, wait for a vampaneze, then shoot him with an arrow before he strikes But we do not kill his or arms Then we follow and, if we are lucky, he will lead us back to his companions"

"I dunno," Vancha uns - it’s not the vampire way - which means we’ll have to rely upon the aim of Steve, Harkat and Debbie"

"I won’t miss," Steve vowed

"I won’t either," Debbie said

"Nor reed, "but if there are two or et a second - the arrow guns are single-shooters"

"It is a risk we o to one of these inferno net cafes and find the addresses as soon as possible, then get to bed and sleep We ht comes"

Mr Crepsley and Debbie staked out the house of Derek Barry, the boy who sat in front of lish Vancha and Steve took responsibility for Gretchen Kelton (Gretch the Wretch, as Smickey Martin called her), who sat behind me Harkat and I covered the Montrose household

Friday was a dark, cold, wet night Richard lived in a big house with his parents and several brothers and sisters There were lots of upper s the vaet in We couldn’t cover them all But vampaneze almost never kill people in their homes - it was how theinvited started - and although Debbie’s neighbours had been killed in their apart happened that night Richard stayed indoors the whole tih the curtains every now and then, and envied them their simple lives - none of the Montroses would ever have to stake out a house, anticipating an attack by dark-souled ht

When the fahts went off, Harkat and I took to the roof of the building, where we reuard We left with the rising sun and met the others back at the apartht too Nobody had seen any va to the soldiers who’d returned to guard the streets following the et in their way - they could mistake us for the killers and open fire"

After Debbie had gone to bed, the rest of us discussed our post-weekend plans Although Mr Crepsley, Vancha and I had agreed to leave on Monday if we hadn’t run down the vaed with the murder of Tara and the threat to Richard

The va none of it "A vow’s a vow," Vancha insisted "We set a deadline andonce, we’ll postpone again"

"Vancha is right," Mr Crepsley agreed "Whether we sight our opponents or not, on Monday we leave It will not be pleasant, but our quest takes priority Wewith them Indecision is the source of chaos, as Paris Skyle used to say This wasn’t the tis worked out, I needn’t have worried, because late that Saturday, with heavy cloudsan almost full moon, the vampaneze finally struck - and all bloody hell broke loose!