To his mind came the sounds of war, across the gulf of space. The man was howling now, like a great beast, the sounds inarticulate, bubbling up from hisstomach. He was speaking fast and frantically to his friend. Straight out of the antediluvian Forties.
He's worried that the crosses being in plain sight on the doors will impede our vampires when they wake. But today I am your escort, because you can't go out alone, not with the blood loss, and whatever the hell Asher did to you. If I was wrong, I'd apologize later; if I was right, well, I'd be alive. I am not so certain that my beauty would overwhelm any of you.
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