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and she paused. “Please, call me.”
    Without another word, she walked down the hall to the bathroom. She stepped in the black and white tiled room and checked the three stalls. Finding herself alone, she set her bag in a sink, covered her face in her hands and balled. She cried because he’d left her alone. Cried for not letting him change her into a vampire. Cried for not being home to help him fight. Cried because she would never, ever, see, touch, or kiss him again. And that hurt the worst.
    When she’d released enough tears, she wiped her face with a paper towel and gazed in the mirror. Her eyeliner had smeared under her blue eyes. Her brownish-red wavy locks weren’t too out of place, but they smelled of smoke. With a deep breath, she realized her entire body smelled of smoke. A good, hot bath with scented gel would remove the stench. If only she had a home to go to.
    Grief drifted and anger returned. Someone destroyed the person she loved. Why, after all these years? The police couldn’t help her find the answer. If she said anything, they would label her as crazy. To find out who and why, she was on her own. One human. And her opponent was most likely a vampire. The chances of her surviving were low if she hunted down the one responsible for Kyle’s demise. Was this evil person worth pursuing knowing her life would be at risk? Was Kyle worth it?
    Nine years with a wonderful man had evaporated in one night. Nine fucking years and all of them were wonderful. Life was so unfair, and she hated it. Kyle gave her love, peace and a great deal of knowledge and skills most humans couldn’t imagine. He’d taught her how to fight vamps and use weapons. He’d shared with her their strengths, weaknesses and so much more.
    With her spirit lifted and confidence rebuilt, she considered what to do. She’d acquired great abilities from Kyle. Why not use them? Could she sit on her ass, mourn and do nothing while the prick who ended her man’s eternal existence roamed freely? Hell no. She wasn’t that type of person. Her parents died in a car accident when she was fifteen and she took control of her life. She got up everyday, went to school and found a job to pay bills. Through high school and college, she struggled to survive, but she did it. She had strong determination. Kyle had known it well. He’d challenged her in every way possible and she met each one head on. Now, the mother of all tests lay before her. Could she handle it?
    Puffy eyes stared back at her through the mirror. Rage boiled deep within her soul as she continued to think about the rogue vampire who destroyed Kyle. He didn’t deserve to walk the earth. Someone needed to send the fucker to hell.
    After a deep breath, she thought about what Kyle would want. He’d probably tell her to walk away instead of avenging his death. He’d want her to enjoy life. Time would heal.
    Screw time. It was no longer her friend since she couldn’t be with Kyle.
    Katie grabbed her purse and slid the strap over her arm. Having made her decision, her mood brightened. She’d take advantage of everything Kyle had shared with her to ensure the fucker who destroyed him would perish. Retribution was worth every breath and drop of blood in her body. Let the battle begin.
     

 
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    Katie turned into the lot for the Tasmanian Devil and parked in a spot on the side of the building. The bar she worked at two nights a week appeared busy, as usual, judging from the abundance of idle cars. Her mood was far from sociable, but she needed a drink to help settle her nerves. After she’d stormed out of the police station, her emotions raced along roller coaster tracks. When her mood descended, she cried more. When she rose from her depression, she shouted profanity. She feared if she didn’t slow down on the ride soon, she would crash and burn. And she didn’t have time for that.
    Purse in hand, she shoved open her door and stepped out of her car. A slight breeze brushed over her