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"Are you out of your mind?" I yelled. A few people nearby gave us surprised looks. "Do you
know how much trouble you're in? How much trouble you've gotten us in?"
"How the hell did you find us?" asked Mason in a low voice, glancing anxiously around.
"You guys aren't exactly criminal masterminds," I told them. "Your informant at the bus station
gave you away. That, and I figured out that you'd want to go off on your pointless Strigoihunting
quest."
The look Mason gave me revealed he still wasn't entirely happy with me. It was Mia who
replied, however.
"It isn't pointless."
"Oh?" I demanded. "Did you kill any Strigoi? Did you even find any?"
"No," admitted Eddie.
"Good," I said. "You got lucky."
"Why are you so against killing Strigoi?" asked Mia hotly. "Isn't that what you train for?"
"I train for sane missions, not childish stunts like this."
"It isn't childish," she cried. "They killed my mother. And the guardians weren't doing anything.
Even their information is bad. There weren't any Strigoi in the tunnels. Probably none in the
whole city."
Christian looked impressed. "You found the tunnels?"
"Yeah," said Eddie. "But like she said, they were useless."
"We should see them before we go," Christian told me. "It'd be kind of cool, and if the data was
bad, there's no danger."
"No," I snapped. "We're going home. Now."
Mason looked tired. "We're going to search the city again. Even you can't make us go back,
Rose."