Mendez obeyed that voice, as he'd been trained to, but he kept glancing back at me and the vampire in the corner. He had two uniforms station themselves at the doors, and he told them to get their holy items out. e your body a weapon, and all that is left is a small screaming voice inside your head that makes you a victim. There was a peacefulness in his eyes, as if some weight had gone from his shoulders.
We need some vamps that can fight, not just look pretty. We'd been best friends for years, just because we'd drifted apart didn't mean she still couldn't read me. These were all sins, and sins were punished. She sort of hovered uncertainly by him, as if she wanted to help but wasn't quite sure how.
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