I put a hand on Damian's shoulder and pressed, and unlike every other time I'd tried to hold down a rampaging vampire, this time it worked, at least a little. I'd have been happy to kill you once, but not now. Since all I was seeing was the inside of my eyeballs, and speech was not an option, I tried to nod, but I really don't think I needed to. It was nice to know that he could be embarrassed.
Jean-Claude had had some brought in for the bedside tables, and Richard was saying, We don't need candles, Jean-Claude. Who wants to know? He flashed his badge, and I flashed mine. I expected to see the basement door open, but it wasn't. I have to admit my mind began to wander a bit.
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