She reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. She and Brandon had a code developed when they were still kids and molded by Xander's paranoid influence in their lives. She unlocked the phone and rested her thumb on the app he had created for emergencies. Shoving the phone back in her pocket, she prepared herself to fight.
"All right. Step up," she told the vamps, her heart pounding hard despite the bravado of her words. "I've already beaten a ton of you. Let's see what you've got."
Ten of them closed in on her. She had the urge to run, nowhere near confident enough to face so many. Her one solace: if they wanted her dead, they'd have shot her by now. She didn't know what Jonny was doing, but Xander would always find her. How he'd react when he discovered what she'd been doing was less encouraging. She'd rather face her fate when she got to it than die before that moment.
"Let's get this started," she said and drew a deep breath.