from that girl 's perspective , chris was food : blood and salt , fear and sweat . but i hope this is one time i do . we have reason to believe that he is actually hunting you as we speak , sandy said , looking seriously into tommys eyes . their mother was smoking and hacking up a storm on her patio . i rolled my eyes and took the paper from him . they never again had the chance to chat . and then i froze , my thumbs hovering over the phone . 