She was using a cross on the vampire. A cross? And it was working? Jo blinked, as if to confirm that she was really seeing that.
"Yeah, got it. I read Dracula too," she answered Phaedra.
All the same, she hurried over to the pool table and found one of the sticks. She broke it over her knee so there was a fine point and hurried back to the pair of vampires.
She arrived just in time to see the male vampire slide a wooden stake out of his sleeve and drive it into the female's heart.
Jo heard a scream somewhere-most likely in response to the staking. She didn't wait to see what might come of it and instead shoved the vampire backward and stabbed him in the heart with the pool stick.
Right in front of her, the vampire exploded into a cloud of dust. Jo coughed and her eyes widened.
"What the hell was that?" she said aloud. She looked around and realized that the second vampire was still standing at her side.
She was quickly beginning to wonder if that one glass of Jack and Coke had somehow been drugged. Because this? This was not normal. Not even normal by hunter standards.