Bert looked at me, and it wasn't an entirely friendly look. He moved to one side of the open door and was careful to keep his hands where we could see them. No, I said, and sort of pushed Micah in front of me and pulled Nathaniel behind. Blood welled up from the wound, thick, red.
Would it be so bad if he could help Evans make more money? No. Because, to make them vampire, I must first take away their mortality, their humanity. Keep your nightmares to yourself. Fought to relax.
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