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didn’t travel between cities and Vampires had no reason to. Only slavers moved from city to city, but with Danika’s new edict freeing slaves, none of them would be this close to Chicago. He remembered what it was like before the outbreak. Cars everywhere. People moving from place to place. Trucks crowding the highways as they moved goods from one coast to the other. Now those things were kept to a minimum. The trucks still moved, but not as many.
    He tried to formulate a plan. What he would say to the humans. How he would get them on his side. The hardest part was going to be winning Evan over. She’d already told him no, and, after this little stunt, she was going to be mad as bees getting their honey stolen. He smiled thinking of her feistiness. It was probably the thing that had kept her alive and out of the breeding slave market for this long.
    Thinking of what it would be like to take her as his breeding slave and making love to her heated his blood. He could never do it. Force her to have sex with him. Only if she was willing. Which she wasn’t.
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    Evan checked at her gas gauge. Damn. She only had a quarter tank left. It was ten miles from Bloomington, IL, but she hated getting gas while it was still dark out.
    Vampires would be everywhere. She had no idea if they’d put out an announcement or something looking for her. There really weren’t police anymore, only the Tracking Squad. And if they were following her they’d have to come from Chicago. If they were following her, she’d have maybe a thirty-minute head start. Not much time to waste. Not that they even knew where she’d gone. After taking off from the airport she could have gone any direction.
    She’d have to risk it. She wouldn’t be able to push the car all the way to where she was going. If she knew how to break into and steal a car, she would have done that instead. Unfortunately, her male family members had never thought to teach her that secret. Stupid, sexist lugheads. She smiled thinking she would see them soon.
    Evan pulled off at the exit and looked up and down the road before turning right. There weren’t any cars this far outside of Chicago. She rolled up to a gas station next to the highway. The store was dark and the sign broken so it only read Even Even.
    She pulled next to a pump, jumped out, and then opened the gas hatch on the car. Twisting the cap off, she glanced around There wasn’t another person in sight. The scent of burned rubber filled her nostrils and caused her head to throb as she removed the nozzle, and put it in the tank. The tires on the car looked okay, but she’d obviously given them a workout. She lifted the handle of the gas pump and nothing happened. Her heart sank.
    She jerked on it over and over and still nothing. She cursed and kicked the curb. A pain shot up her foot and she grabbed at it. Great.
    Letting out a huge breath, she hobbled over to the store and tried the door. It was locked. Scanning the ground, she found a fallen brick. She picked it up and threw it at the door. The glass cracked but held. Again she threw the brick and the cracked glass spider-webbed out. She took a step back and threw it one more time. The glass shattered and the brick clattered across the floor inside.
    She let out a whoop, high fived herself and ducked under the door handle. Inside was dusty and stuffy, but what did she care? She picked up two baskets and headed around the store pulling things off the shelves. No raiding parties came this close to Chicago. Everyone knew the more reckless you were, the more you were bound to be caught.
    Though most of the items had passed their expiration dates, she knew from experience that some things could be eaten for years afterward. She grabbed as many cans of food as she could manage, flipped on the pumps behind the counter, and carried everything out to the car. She ran back inside while the car filled with gas and grabbed every container of jerky, bottle of water, and candy