Zerbrowski came to stand beside me. The two child vampires stared at Musette, stared at her wordlessly, until it was she who looked away, she who blinked big blue eyes. Pieces of flesh and bone and half a face with an eye blinking furiously, cascaded downpast Beth, and hit the cement below with sodden thuds. “Yeah, why don’t you move in with me,” I said, slipping back into the booth.
Except of course the bright yellow pigmentation and the tentacle-fingers. Hell, a nice uncomplicated screaming match sounded almost appealing. Hischeek had a ragged cut on it, and his hands looked as though he had tried to grab a knife away fromsomeone. I glanced at Zerbrowski and wondered if he was thinking the same thing I was.
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