I don’t know exactly what I’m looking for. But I’ll know him when I see him. He’s on his own and looks a little lost. His face breaks into a smile as I approach. Or perhaps smile is generous, more of a sneer. He thinks he’s in control of our tête-à-tête. He thinks he is going to be the one taking advantage of me. He doesn’t realise I’m leading him to an abandoned warehouse. The baseball bat is still resting against the wall.
So now she's killing randoms? Maybe she's losing control of her bloodlust cuz she didn't get to claim her last kill.
