God knows what I brought home with me. She made Primo, I said, and it was only then that I realized I wasn't talking out loud. The entire idea of warrants of execution was drafted when vampires had first gotten legal rights, and you couldn't kill them on sight just for being vampires. Just get me to Guilty Pleasures, and we'll try to avoid adding tonight to the harsh list.
They'd objected to Nathaniel, but I'd told them that legally the conversation with me wasn't privileged, so why did they care. What? Trade me places. It was like being caught on the tracks at night, and the first hint you have that disaster is here, is a brig Heated oil rolling down my skin instead of biting bits of fire; how could I argue? Be my enemy then, Jean-Claude said, but one of us must do this.
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