Chapter 49:- ...
I narrow my eyes. “Precisely how long have you been following me?”
“Put it this way. If I can follow you, anyone can. And you deserve better than a tacky diner. You deserve what we used to have.”
“Yeah, and I used to be alive, and it was you who left me, but a person learns to move on.”
I edge towards an open window.
“I rid the world of evil creatures now,” he states, voice rising.
“Then why haven't you killed yourself?” Oh, did I touch a nerve?
“This chance I'm giving you is your only chance. Leave without me, and the next occasion we meet will be your last.”
What a bombastic bore that man always was. My bat-self swoops down joyously in the neon-lit rain, landing on a solitary man's exposed neck in a forsaken little side street.