Geelie's face split into a huge grin as she watched the two men climb into the ugly green truck.
They were going out and leaving the injured one behind!
She gave an ecstatic little wiggle, imagining the fun ahead. It would be so much better than hunting the boring littles. All they ever did was cry.
The pretty man was sure to be more of a challenge. Weak enough with the wounds she'd given him before, but strong enough to put up a fight.
Vibrating with happy anticipation, Geelie watched as the truck pulled out of the motel's parking lot.