Karl looked up and found Charlotte's grey-violet eyes fixed on him, rapt. With luck, Karl would be too taken up with his victim to realise another vampire was stalking him. Madeleine's face fell. No? To me, that's exactly what it is, and if I did not treat it as such I'd go mad.
Each emotion she was capable of feeling drowned blindly in the edge of the savage implacable ocean; the knowledge that Karl… was… dead. She wished Karl would say something; yet she knew that to speak would make it worse, like invoking demons. This might—this might be the only chance I have to tell her I'm sorry. You're not going to get away with this, you know, said Anne.
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