14I woke to early morning sunlight. Then do it, I said. He put a hand on the back of the chair on either side of my shoulders, leaning his face very close into mine. Because the first thing I thought when I saw that neat-as-a-pin, well-decorated apartment with the dead woman on the carpet was, the body would have fit in Jack Benchely's apartment better.
You may make him pay for taking liberties. The truck and I had the road to ourselves. He hadn't liked the police work, the zombie raising, my comfort with the vampires and shapeshifters. His voice held a thread of anger in it.
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