“Stop it, Leo!” a voice shouted from over his shoulder. He ignored the voice, fully engrossed in drinking Alice dry. In the distance he could hear footsteps scuffing on the sidewalk, rushing in his direction. Leo mentally rolled his eyes and took in one last, deep draw from his victim before reluctantly letting go. Releasing Alice’s neck, he hissed as the other vampire approached.

“Damnit! You weren’t supposed to hurt her!” Jake shouted, and clipped him on the shoulder.

Leo grimaced at being told off. “She’ll be fine, pretty boy,” he muttered. Knowing it would drive his partner crazy, he purposefully let Alice’s limp body slide toward the ground. Jake followed rules, covered his tracks, did as he was told. Leo did what he wanted to do, and if he got the job done in the process, great.

“You’ve nearly killed her!” Jake bent down and wrapped Alice’s arm over his shoulder as he scooped her up. He scowled at Leo as he pushed past him. “C’mon, we’ve got to get back. Drew’s gonna be pissed.”

Leo wiped his bloody face with the back of his hand. “She sassed me!” he said. “I told her not to, Jake.”

“Nobody says ‘sass’ anymore, Leo.” Jake kept walking until he came to an unlit part of the sidewalk. “We need to get her to the car before she wakes up.” He turned to face Leo. “She better wake up, Leo.”