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"Followingas I manfully cradled et you staked a zillion tilanced at Marc His color was high; he had a look of avid curiosity on his face He smelled like-it&039;s hard to explain; he s You kno you soet an adrenaline rush? He smelled like how that tastes Excited A little afraid But not enough afraid, and was that a good thing or a bad thing?

How to explain this to him? Say, Marc, in the future I turned into Supremo Bitch-o of North A you fro killed, oopsie!-until you went batshit nuts and now the you fros to all of us, which is all my fault Sorry I owe you one, okay?

"My queen is quite correctyou will be staked Only not in the balls" We all juroanedreeeally wish the cracked ribs would heal already Tina, one of the awesomest vampires I knew (I didn&039;t know very many awesome vampires; sha and stuck the barrel of her 9 and Marc said in unison, which was just creepy

It always surprisedfirearuns and had been ever since I&039;d known her

Because she&039;d been born, or died, or whatever, during the Civil War, I was always a modern weaponry Which was du around in hoopskirts brandishing

Tina always looked good, but tonight she looked like an angel And could have passed for one-she&039;d been killed in her late teens, or early twentiesso like that Who can keep track of when everybody died? Anyway, she was eous fall of shiny blond hair and the biggest, prettiest brown eyes I&039;d ever seen Pansy eyes, an, syou around?"

"Oh yes, h to make frequent mention of it"

"You&039;re not really theeeeeere," the Marc Thing sang He acted like standing in a hostile house surrounded by eneun, was all in a day&039;s work Which it prob&039;ly was

"On your knees Slowly, if you please Andyes" Tina kept the barrel of the gun socked tightly in his ear as she bent at the knees to acco on his "Now on your stohtly on the Marc Thing&039;s wrist My husband s, who leered back, and everyone in the hall knew that if the Marc Thing even twitched, Sinclair would grind his wrist into splintered bone Which made it safe for Tina to pull back and step back Still: maybe next time Sinclair should rest his foot on its neck Call me hospitable

For the first time I realized Garrett had also co of a shock In my timeline, Garrett had been a wreck, a shell, a disaster of a man A coward, but not without reason He&039;d been murdered, then driven insane, then murdered some moreand in my tio back in the kitchen and keep an eye on Dee-Nick and Jessica Back in the kitchen And not in here"

"Dee-Nick sent me out here" Garrett correctly read my look of surprise, because he lifted his left shoulder in a slight shrug and added, "Antonia died right in front of , of course But I didn&039;t have the heart to disabuse him of that sorry-ass notion He was almost a hundred years old, but I&039;d always felt older than him in both timelines