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The up side was, now I could rise fromconked froh of a trade-off for me, and I&039;d thrown the Book into the Mississippi River, and good riddance

Sinclair had been coldly furious, and Tina hadn&039;t been especially happy with me, either Historical docu tool, blah-blah He hadn&039;t shutsex that night, he never stopped with the lecturing And in his head (I can read his h he doesn&039;t know that-yet), he was pissed It had been a new kind of awful But at the tiht it was a small price to pay to be rid of it

And noas back

"Shit," I said again, because for the life ofelse

"Well," Jessica said, staring at the Book, "I have soood fake?"

"No I&039;ve just finished e another stitch"

"Oh" I ood news That&039;s-really good"

"Hoas your grave?" Tina asked politely

"Don&039;t change the subject"

"But it&039;s so te to do with that?"

"Jessica already changed the subject And I thought we&039;d put it back in the library"

"Where it belongs, and should never have been taken from in the first place," Sinclair added silkily

"Hey, my house, my library, my book"

"Hardly," he snitted

"Besides, it&039;s our house," Jessica said, which was kind, because she paid the e Sinclair paid a pittance in rent, and I didn&039;t pay anything We&039;d used the proceeds from the sale of my old, termite-ridden place to put a partial down payerous," I said, which was futile because I knehen I was beat

"It&039;s a tool Like any tool, it depends on how you use it" Sinclair started to get up "I&039;ll remove it to the library"

"Nuh-uh" I put e a boulder "C&039;mon, siddown already I&039;ll put it in the library I promise not to pitch it into the river on the way"

After a long moment, he sat I aardly scooped up the Book (it was about two feet long, a foot wide, and six inches thick) and shuddered; it arm The vampire bible, bound in human skin, written in blood, and full of prophecies that were never wrong Trouble was, if you read the thing too long, it drove you nuts Not "I&039; a bad day and feel bitchy" nuts, or PMS nuts "I think I&039;ll commit felony assault onto the base to show George the new stitch"

"Wait," I grunted, hefting the Book

"C&039;mon, I want to show him now, so he can practice"

"I said wait, dork You&039;re not supposed to be alone with him, remember?"

"He&039;s never hurt me He&039;s never even looked in my direction Not since you keep him full of your icky queen blood"

"Nevertheless," Sinclair said, free of the Book and now picking up the Wall Street Journal, "you are not to be alone with hi at the paper, which was now in front of Sinclair&039;s face I alhed Dismissed He did it toin the libe," I said, staggering toward the door-it was hard to carry soht with you Anything&039;s better than this"

"That&039;s a bold state her coffee "Especially since you&039;ve recently been to your stepmother&039;s"

"Har," I said, and made my way toward the library