“Aiden Blackthorne, you’re under arrest.” I only had a couple bullets left but hopefully he hadn’t been counting. Yet knowing him even the short time I had, of course he’d been counting. His back was to me, watching the last Lestat disappear into the night. I expected him to whirl and attack me with his deadly skill but he just stood there, not moving in any way. Finally he drew breath. Still without turning he said, “What for?” “Um…did you pay your ticket?” “I have ten days, remember?” “You’re a criminal.” “Not for nine more days.” “I’m pretty sure intent means something.” “I’m pretty sure only action counts.” “Well…” I glanced at the broken bodies. “Assault, then. With a deadly weapon.” “They’re vampires.