be behind us。〃 She hit the gas
then； as if to prove her point。
I probably should have watched out the window as first the city of Florence
and then the Tuscan
landscape flashed past with blurring speed。 This was my first trip anywhere；
and maybe my last； too。 But
Alice's driving frightened me； despite the fact that I knew I could trust her
behind the wheel。 And I was
too tortured with anxiety to really see the hills or the walled towns that
looked like castles in the distance。
〃Do you see anything more？〃
〃There's something going on；〃 Alice muttered。 〃Some kind of festival。 The
streets are full of people and
red flags。 What's the date today？〃
I wasn't entirely sure。 〃The nineteenth； maybe？〃
〃Well； that's ironic。 It's Saint Marcus Day。〃
〃Which means？〃
She chuckled darkly。 〃The city holds a celebration every year。 As the legend
goes； a Christian
missionary； a Father Marcus—Marcus of the Voltun； in fact—drove all the
vampires from Volterra
fifteen hundred years ago。 The story claims he was martyred in Romania； still
trying to drive away the
vampire scourge。 Of course that's nonsense—he's never left the city。 But
that's where some of the
superstitions about things like crosses and garlic e from。 Father Marcus
used them so successfully。
And vampires don't trouble Volterra； so they must work。〃 Her smile was
sardonic。 〃It's bee more of
a celebration of the city； and recognition for the police force—after all；
Volterra is an amazingly safe city。
The police get the credit。〃
I was realizing what she meant when she'd said ironic。 〃They're not going to
be very happy if Edward
messes things up for them on St。 Marcus Day； are they？〃
She shook her head； her expression grim。 〃No。 They'll act very quickly。〃
I looked away； fighting against my teeth as they tried to break through the
skin of my lower lip。 Bleeding
was not the best idea right now。
The sun was terrifyingly high in the pale blue sky。
〃He's still planning on noon？〃 I checked。
〃Yes。 He's decided to wait。 And they're waiting for him。〃
〃Tell me what I have to do。〃
She kept her eyes on the winding road—the needle on the speedometer was
touching the far right on the
dial。
〃You don't have to do anything。 He just has to see you before he moves into
the light。 And he has to see
you before he sees me。〃
〃How are we going to work that？〃
A small red car seemed to be racing backward as Alice zoomed around it。
〃I'm going to get you as close as possible； and then you're going to run in
the direction I point you。〃
I nodded。
〃Try not to trip；〃 she added。 〃We don't have time for a concussion today。〃
I groaned。 That would be just like me—ruin everything； destroy the world； in
a moment of klutziness。
The sun continued to climb in the sky while Alice raced against it。 It was too
brigh：； and that had me
panicking。 Maybe he wouldn't feel the need to wait for noon after all。
〃There；〃 Alice said abruptly； pointing to the castle city atop the closest
hill。
I stared at it； feeling the very first hint of a new kind of fear。 Every
minute since yesterday morning—it
seemed like a week ago—when Alice had spoken his name at the foot of the
stairs； there had been only
one fear。 And yet； now； as I stared at the ancient sienna walls and towers
crowning the peak of the steep
hill； I felt another； more selfish kind of dread thrill through me。
I supposed the city was very beautiful。 It absolutely terrified me。
〃Volterra；〃 Alice announced in a flat； icy voice。
20。 VOLTERRA
WE BEGAN THE STEEP CLIMB； AND THE ROAD GREW CONGESTED。 As we wound higher；
the cars became too close together for Alice to weave insanely between them
anymore。 We slowed to a
crawl behind a little tan Peugeot。
〃Alice；〃 I moaned。 The clock on the dash seemed to be speeding up。
〃It's the only way in；〃 she tried soothe me。 But her voice was too strained to
fort。
The cars continued to edge forward； one car length at a time。 The sun beamed
down brilliantly； seeming
already overhead。
The cars crept one by one toward the city。 As we got closer； I could see cars
parked by the side of the
road with people getting out to walk the test of the way。 At first I thought
it was just
impatience—something I could easily understand。 But then we came around a
switchback； and I could
see the filled parking lot outside the city wall； the crowds of people walking
through the gates。 No one
was being allowed to drive through。
〃Alice；〃 I whispered urgently。
〃I know；〃 she said。 Her face was chiseled from ice。
Now that I was looking； and we were crawling slowly enough to see； I could
tell that it was very windy。
The people crowding toward the gate gripped their hats and tugged their hair
out of their faces。 Their
clothes billowed around them。 I also noticed that the color red was
everywhere。 Red shirts； red hats； red
flags dripping like long ribbons beside the gate； whipping in the wind—as I
watched； the brilliant crimson
scarf one woman had tied around her hair was caught in a sudden gust。 It
twisted up into the air above
her； writhing like it was alive。 She reached for it； jumping in the air； but
it continued to flutter higher； a
patch of bloody color against the dull； ancient walls。
〃Bella。〃 Alice spoke quickly in a fierce； low voice。 〃I can't see what the
guard here will decide now—if
this doesn't work； you're going to have to go in alone。 You're going to have
to run。 Just keep asking for
the Palazzo dei Priori； and running in the direction they tell you。 Don't get
lost。〃
〃Palazzo dei Priori； Palazzo dei Priori；〃 I repeated the name over and over
again； trying to get it down。
〃Or 'the clock tower；' if they speak English。 I'll go around and try to find a
secluded spot somewhere
behind the city where I can go over the wall。〃
I nodded。 〃Palazzo dei Priori。〃
〃Edward will be under the clock tower； to the north of the square。 There's a
narrow alleyway on the
right； and he'll be in the shadow there。 You have to get his attention before
he can move into the sun。〃
I nodded furiously。
Alice was near the front of the line。 A man in a navy blue uniform was
directing the flow of traffic； turning
the cars away from the full lot。 They U…turned and headed back to find a place
beside the road。 Then it
was Alice's turn。
The uniformed man motioned lazily； not paying attention。 Alice accelerated；
edging around him and
heading for the gate。 He shouted something at us； but held his ground； waving
frantically to keep the next
car from following our bad example。
The man at the gate wore a matching uniform。 As we approached him； the throngs
of tourists passed；
crowding the sidewalks； staring curiously at the pushy； flashy Porsche。
The guard stepped into the middle of the street。 Alice angled the car
carefully before she came to a full
stop。 The sun beat against my window； and she was in shadow。 She swiftly
reached behind the seat and
grabbed something from her bag。
The guard came around the car with an irritated expression； and tapped on her
window angrily。
She rolled the window down halfway； and I watched him do a