Damian had backed into the cabinets, pressing his body into them as if he thought he could melt into them, and hide in the dark. Killian was only an inch or two taller than me, it was one of the main reasons that his extra gear had nearly fit me. I stood up and fished in my jacket pocket for my cell phone. People seemed to want to make saints of the dead, as if their very goodness should have protected them.
I fed, and when I looked up from his body, I saw my eyes reflected in the mirror. For the first time, I wondered how much of Jean-Claude's abilities worked on Richard. I was so angry, so pissed, so . If we lived, I'd ask someone.
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