things were n't quite turning out as they were supposed to . i try to buck him off , but he 's not going anywhere . jack sat back down beside me and drew up his knees . it was hot enough to be an effective weapon - no way to dodge all of that , not for a tired vampire . how often does he do that ? 'they 're not from round here either , are they ? ' `` this is your fault , '' the one said . 