"So it's been that long?" Mrs. Reeds asked, faking a chuckle to make it seem like a joke as she scratched her head from behind, just to dispelthe high tension that had enveloped her and her daughter. But it did not work. Jenny did not smile as she expected her to smile. When the woman saw this, she looked away and muttered an apology. Her words were for the air."So what do you want to talk about?" Jenny ignored the apology being whispered into the air of her room, expecting her mother to come clean about the reasons she was in the room in the first place. "What are you here for?""You will soon be leaving the country," she said, her voice assuming the seriousness she had been seeking to hide in the first place. "I came to speak to you about it." She noted the frown on her daughter's face dipping more as she heard those words. "What happened? You don't look so happy..."Jenny heaved a sigh. Her voice was light, but her head lighter in the dim room lit up by only the evening setting

"Don't tell her anything!" Nathan instructed boldly before Jackson could say a word. There was a sturdy tone of authority in his voice that struck a chord in the glasses-wearing boy."What is going on here?" She asked again, stepping in, eyeing the laptop and other gadgets on the table. Her first guess was that whoever was inside was writing an assignment with his laptop.Jackson merely stood with hands frayed out awkwardly. "Uhh..." He tried to find his words and decide whether to ask or to obey Nathan's instructions. Jenny stared suspiciously at Nathan. He did the same, nose flaring with much suspicion at the beautiful girl in the room. It was not very obvious that there was not so much camaraderie between the two of them."I thought this was the boys' dorms. What are you doing in here?" Nathan asked; he was almost barking, angry that Jackson let her in.Jenny clicked her tongue, suddenly feeling nauseous. "What are you talking about? They let girls who come in to visit all the ti

"How long am I going to be sleeping here helpless like this?" Isaiah asked, frustrated at the fact that he couldn't move. By this time the sun had already slipped below the horizon, and the sky had been covered by a thick blanket of night, with stars dotting its body here and there, and a silver crescent moon sitting triumphantly in the center of it all, glaring at the weary mortals that inhabit the cities that it presided upon.""Kate is going to try her best to fix you up tonight so you don't have to stay here long enough and leave tomorrow as soon as you can," Elena said as though she was counting her words, while staring at the window. There was this growing change in temperament that he was seeing in her. He did not know what to say or do about it. He looked at Kate. She nodded to him in agreement. And then he looked at the bandage worn around Luke's neck. She had healed him since yesterday, and it still hadn't healed up. For sure Luke was better now, but she wasn't denying that

"What do you want?" Nathan asked. For the first time Jackson and Jenny could hear a shadow of fright in the blond boy's voice. They never thought they'd hear it from him. They would have laughed if they were not scared to bits themselves. "That's better," the terrifying voice from the phone said. "I want your full cooperation on this. You see, I am an acquaintance of Isaiah." Jenny and Jackson flinched at these words. "And just this afternoon we saw an article posted by a blog that we traced to you, saying that he was missing. I and my family have been around the city looking for him. At first, we came to think that you were lying and wanted to punish you for it. We changed our minds on that when we traced Isaiah to the last place he had been. "Jenny was terrified but curious. Who was this acquaintance of Isaiah's that she did not know of? An acquaintance that found no qualms in shooting a bullet into the room of college kids. Her mind was engulfed in much pondering. She now remem

The thirty minutes was over soon enough. In its duration, the trio had spent the time trying to speak to one another but only found themselves in a bind each time. Jenny and Jackson still did not trust Nathan, and Nathan was getting tired of pretending that he needed them to trust him. "It's time to go," the blond said at once, parking his laptop in his bag."Finally," Jenny said. "Any extra second and we would have killed ourselves," Jackson said. It was as if he was trying not to laugh, and the air kept piling itself in his throat, forcing him to wheeze. Jenny and Nathan said nothing. In a few minutes the trio found themselves in Nathan's car. It was a Lexus. A car no doubt less expensive than Isaiah's Rolls Royce. Jenny nearly asked, "By riding such a car, is your father basically the richest man in the world?" She knew him to be. But she kept her questions to herself. She wanted to avoid at all costs the blond's intuitive ability, which would have led them into another bout