She could barely hold her head up. Adeline’s energy level had faded dramatically overnight. Sam had a hard time keeping her alert.
“Mom, please drink the juice. You need vitamins and liquids in your body. You have to keep up your strength so I can give you a transfusion today.”
She whispered in a raspy voice, “Just let me die. I’m going to no matter what.”
“No you aren’t, and don’t talk that way.”
Sam held the straw to her mouth and willed her to take a sip. With a quick glance at the clock on her nightstand, he checked the time—ten thirty. He needed to get to the library to see whether Massimo had responded to his message from last night.
Kristen’s dead body lay on the gurney in the back room, and her blood was filling the jugs. He’d bag it as soon as he returned home. His mind was consumed with thoughts of finding another dump site for a body. Chances were he’d have two bodies to dump this time. Sam was sure Bethany’s death wouldn’t be far behind.
Adeline’s fresh blood supply would dwindle quickly now that Kristen was gone. Sam would be lucky to get a few more draws from Bethany before her veins were completely useless and her blood supply depleted.
“Mom, don’t try to get out of bed. I’ll be back as fast as I can, I promise.”
She nodded and closed her eyes. Sam grabbed the keys and left through the garage. He backed the van down the driveway, lowered the overhead, and sped off, heading to the library. He planned his next steps as he drove. He’d sell Kristen’s blood to Massimo to free up some cash. Then he’d search for a new donor. His mind went back to the clerk from Second Life Resale. She was a good possibility.