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The next enes Club Richard Jeperson was still in bed, though he was a war was a vampire Their doorstep order was fifteen pints of blood and two of milk Vanessa, one of Jeperson&039;s Lovely Ladies, cairl&039;s enviable hair was as red as Kate&039;s but long, straight and untangled Vanessa explained that the Chair off a psychedelic drea rest but Kate adeneration

What would Mycroft Hole of Aquarius? Danny Dravot was a rare survivor of their era still in service The thoroughly unlovely sergeant was off in Welsh wilds, supervising brutal training courses, which left Pall Mall to the Lovelies As a reporter, Kate just about kept straight the international roster of cat-suited, karate-chopping vampire women: Whitney (American), Maureen (Irish), Louise-esperance (Barbadian), Lady Celia (English), Quelou (French), Zarana (Egyptian), Nezumi (Japanese) and Lorelei (Gerhbour, the quiet Miss Mouse Kate assuo dancers (this lot couldn&039;t go undercover as school dinner ladies to save their lives), the Lovelies were abseiling out of helicopters to assault the azillionaires This Monday, they were draped elegantly over the stuffed leather couches and armchairs where once were parked the substantial bottoed pussycats hat looked like swi costumes and didn&039;t even pretend to read Go Girl or paint their nails; the Lovelies just awaited theirKate&039;s Associate Member status e-cum-harem-cum-strikeforce She didn&039;t lose any sleep over that

Vanessa passed her to Corri, another Lovely The Club&039;s archivist - a Playboy cartoon librarian in slit skirt and too-tight blouse - had a beehive hairdo fixed by crossed pencils, was drenched in ylang-ylang and fiddled with dia chain like an ornamental fan Corri unsealed the file on Caleb Croft aka Charles Croydon aka Adrian Lockwood aka the Worst Vampire Who Ever Lived A century or two into his potentially long life, Croft had a spotty record of cruelties BD and a considerably nastier sheet AD Kate knew all too well how he&039;d served the Crohile Dracula earing it Kept on by Lord Ruthven after the Terror, he&039;d burrowed deep into the British Secret State,from one acronym to the next: MI5, MI6, CI5, GCHQ, WOOC(P) It was all the Circus: civil servants playing Cowboys and Indians at taxpayers&039; expense With reorganisation of the intelligence services following the Second World War, Croft had even been up for le black ball - Charles Beauregard, Kate would have bet anything - denied hinated &039;C&039; at Universal Exports, then &039;Mr Hunter&039; at the Section The gas who code-naers or Scalphunters Forced out of the Circus in the purge of the old guard prompted by Ki He grew his hair over his collar and wore foulards At St Bartolph&039;s, he was a popular lecturer

Corri found a 1923 report by Edwin Winthrop, an old attachment of Kate&039;s, on the subject of a conference held at Mildew Manor (what a namaker and foist a new arch-vampire on the world Winthrop wrote that Croft was at least self-aware enough to realise his countenance was not suited to public rule He was by nature a behind-the-throne, corridors-of-power erise, an enforcer of ruthless dictats &039;C&039; for Control Not a King of the Cats, but a master of cat&039;s paws Was he also a rash irls over the weekend? In his new-born days, he had been that sort of rownStill, over the years, one weakened If his inner beast was off the leash, he needed to be taken out and shot The stake wasn&039;t enough He was a silver-bullet-to-the-brain case That had been his favoured ot she was opposed to capital punishave Vanessa a run-down of everything she knew about the victiress The Club kept abreast of the way the murders were reported Ripples were tracked across the city While Enoch Powell gave polite interviews on the wireless and television, Lorris in pub cellars There was talk of deht Mess, a vampire restaurant in Rich arson attack Plainview Oil denied they employed Carol Thatcher or, indeed, anyone who serviced clients the way Carol did Laura Bellows&039; parents sold her life story to the Mirror Kate pitied the poor hack who&039;d have to write that, and reckoned the series would break down ten per cent life to ninety per cent death Screaout, to make a concession to a faction in his own party ere as prejudiced as Powell but less patrician about it The Prime Minister announced a Royal Commission of Enquiry into &039;the vampire problem&039; and plucked James Manfred, OBE - a time-server at the Department of Administrative Affairs - to serve as Chairhthood or early retires

Not unkindly, Vanessa asked Kate if she&039;d like anything fro with hidden co wire and skeleton keys pricked her fancy, but it was a shocking pink which didn&039;t match her outfit and wasn&039;t kind to her complexion