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The Tit Crypt hadn’t changed n over thestill featured a pair of breasts that throbbed with each blink of the lights Letters under the enor rack warned passersby this club was strictly members only It didn’t mention all the members were vampires

“So, Sabina,” Adam said, “your friend isn’t exactly into subtlety, is he?”

“With a na onto ht hand

“Okay,” I said, “everyone play it cool in there”

A voice ca I held, “Please, my middle name is Cool”

A fe responded, “You said your ”

“Whatever,” I said “Just remember to keep a low profile, okay? We don’t want the Do we have going for us right now is the element of surprise”

Once the dereement, we set out Other than a couple of drunken vaht We skirted the front and h frankly, if we’d gone in the front door, chances were good the patrons’ eyes would have been on the strippers But we didn’t want to take any chances

I banged on the heavy steel door in the alley behind the building A couple of seconds later it opened to reveal six foot five inches of leather-clad vampire Adam stiffened at my side Couldn’t bla’s scowl and full-sleeve tattoos of va air

“Hiya, Fang,” I said, unable to contain ood-to-see-you smile

“Coar!” He hauled hed and hugged him back

Seeing Fang again brought back ood old days—si va hunted, and the word coin to describe the shitstorm that was my life

When he finally set me down, I turned to Adam, atched the reunion with arms crossed and eyes narrowed

“Ada He owns this den of iniquity,” I said “And Fang, this is Adae friend I told you about”

The twoterse nods and a white-knuckled handshake They ht as well have whipped out their dicks for a little compare and contrast

But to their credit, this wasn’t an average territorial, tough guy greeting Each also had to weigh whether their mutual acquaintance with es and vampires weren’t easy allies as a rule Especially noith a war between the races all but inevitable

Scratching noises ca, followed by an “Ahem!”

“Oh, right” I held up the bag “And this is uhl”

Fang peeked into the panel on the side of the bag A shadowed outline of a cat with huge, hairless ears appeared against the mesh “Hey there, Mr Kitty”

An evil hiss ripped through the air Fang jerked his hand away and shot me a worried look