Bryn ate her bagel in silence, and by the time she was finished, Liam had already neatly packed her overnight bag and loaded it in MacAllister's car. He even included a new dog bed for Mr. French to travel in confort. Lunch was in moducal little boxes.
"I think he is Alfred."
"Actually, I often wonder if he's Batman.
Says the girl dressed up in formal Goth mourning," Shane said. "Seriously, who buys a black lace veil? You keep that on hand for special occasions, like prom and kid's birthdays?
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Who are you?" because even now, she couldn't let her questions go. "What are you?"
That face that wasn't a face smiled. It was the most terrible thing she'd ever see, ever. "Magnus" he said. "I'm the end.
He looked down at himself and laughed softly. ‘‘My dark side dresses better than I do.’’ He stood up
and reached for clothes folded neatly on a table to the side as he loosened the tie on his robe. He hesitated, smiled, and raised his
eyebrows. ‘‘If you don’t mind, Claire . . . ?’’
‘‘Oh. Sorry.’’ Claire turned her back. She didn’t like turning her back on him, even with the cell door locked. He was better
behaved when he knew she was watching. She focused on the faint, distorted image of his reflection on the TV screen as he shed
the dressing gown and began to pull on his clothing. She couldn’t see much, except that he was very pale all over. Once she was
sure his pants were up, she glanced behind her. He had his back to her, and she couldn’t help but compare him with the only other
man she’d really studied half-naked. Shane was broad, strong, solid. Myrnin looked fragile, but his muscles moved like cables
under that pale skin—far stronger than Shane’s, she knew.
Myrnin turned as he buttoned his shirt. ‘‘It’s been a while since a pretty girl looked at me with such interest,’’ he said. She looked
away, feeling the blush work its heat up through her neck and onto her cheeks. ‘‘It’s all right, Claire. I’m not offended.
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Ysandre has
destroyed more lives than you can begin to imagine, starting with her own.’’ Myrnin’s eyes were dark and very, very serious. ‘‘If
she wants Shane, let her have him. She’ll be done with him soon enough. Amelie won’t allow her to kill him.’’
‘‘I think she wants other things,’’ Claire said.
‘‘Ah. Sexual, then. Or some version of it. Ysandre has always been a bit—odd.’’
‘‘How do I stop her?’’
Myrnin slowly shook his head. ‘‘I’m sorry. I can’t help you. My only suggestion—which I’m quite certain you won’t like—is to
let him deal with this in his own way. She’ll leave him alive, and largely intact, unless he resists her.’’
‘‘You’re right. I don’t like it.’’
‘‘Complain to the management, my dear.
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Morley put his hand over his heart and bowed from the waist, a gesture that somehow reminded Claire of
Myrnin. It reminded her she missed him, too, which was just wrong. She should not be missing Morganville,
or anyone in it. Especially not the crazy boss vampire who’d put fang marks in her neck that would never,
ever go away. She was doomed to high-necked shirts because of him.
But she did miss him.
Why was it the hot mean girls always ran in packs, like hyenas?
Rachel CaineJackass!" Eve yelled.
"You know, when people say that, I just hear the word awesome," Shane said.
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Here. Have a Coke. That’s good for a sore throat, right?”
“Good for everything,” Shane croaked, and took the extended cold can with good grace. “Thanks.”
“You owe me a dollar,” Eve said. “I’ll add it to the five thousand you already owe me, though.”
He blew her a kiss, and she stuck her tongue out at him, and that was the end of the subject, thankfully.
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Michael patted him on the shoulder. “I like this plan,” he said. “You and Eve, picking up cake and flowers, and you can’t even say a word. Should be tons of fun.”
Shane almost choked, and gave Michael a sideways glare. Michael sent him a hundred-watt smile in return—no fangs, which was probably for the best.
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