I started to walk around the bed, but Jason grabbed my wrist. Literally, the images became misty, and we began to draw away from that awful room. I looked down at him, then up at the other vampires waiting in the aisle. I stood there in the sudden dimness of the curtained kitchen, letting my eyes adjust.
Finally, Sergeant Melbourne said what few special tactical units will ever admit out loud, We're using bullets. How can we trust you? Look, I'm not the one who signed a morals clause with my master and has just been caught in a titty bar-you guys have. No lap dances on company time, Douglas. He was back from wherever he'd gone.
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