My eyes shifted to the charred, smoking remains of the Caste vampire who'd taken the right bullet. And fate whispered in my ear, "Who's the bitch now?

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But fate-that fickle bitch-made a liar out of me. Again.

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..Though I have to say nothing beats Type O mixed with a little cannabis." A muscle worked in David's jaw. "You're stoned?"
"Not Really," I said. "Though I do have a strange craving for pizza. Extra garlic.

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