It takes me no time to get back to the carnival. I can always find places I've been. It's a talent. Flying is a wonderful power. As fast as Nathan could fly, I can't understand why he'd hated it. What an idiot. It's funny how many I killed who didn't want their abilities. I was doing them a favor.

I want the old man, but I need a distraction. Getting Lydia on my side first is imperative. Beside after bring Angela to her much deserved demise, I'm fucking horny as hell. I didn't take Angela's power, but revenge and blood always gets me in the mood.

I'm sitting in the shadows of Lydia's trailer when she comes in, lighting candles. My eyes follow the curve and dance of the ink trailing over her shoulders. I wait until she's about to drop her skirt before I say a word.

"The candlelight suits you, Lydia."