Liam revved the car a few times before taking off. He lowered the windows and sped through the street. He knew the place that Ainsley was referring to, and he was sure he'd find the building once there.
He turned a sharp left onto the next street, just in time to watch a police car turn onto another street to head towards their crime scene. Liam smirked a bit as he sped on past behind them, completely unnoticed. Just another successful feeding. It didn't quite hold the same excitement and satisfaction that it used to.
"You should be feeling a little better," Liam finally commented, breaking the silence. He didn't look away from the drive. "After feeding, you need it a bit less. Soon, you'll be able to control most urges." Not all. Never all.