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It was late
I was at hoations Unfortunately, there was no video of the charity fight anywhere That would have been nice to see The karate chanized as the best in his weight class, holding various titles and rees of black belt Apparently, he was the baddest of the bad
I found his website and studied his many pictures I also found hts He was, fro fast, and tended to really hurt his opponents More than one went down and stayed down
I sat back and rubbed my eyes out of habit Truth was, they didn’t hurt Truth was, they never hurt and I had perfect vision Especially after a day like today
When I had consumed fresh hu donor
The ser was h to sustainand filling Even s way
I thought of Allison again, a woman who loved to have her blood consumed And I mean loved to have it consumed And here I was, a woman and vampire who knew the benefits of human blood The supernatural, unparalleled benefits It was hard not to see that this could be a match made in Heaven
Or, s of Hell
Andre Fine He looked like a tough dude He kne to punch How to guard He seerasp of what his opponent would do next Frootten close to him No one had hurt him, and all were beaten - badly
Except, he didn’t strikesley the Buttface, I no that olves actually grew in size as tisley himself had started out as a sley would eventually get Or, if there was a capping-off of size
Then again, sley
But I did care I did care that he had cheated on me, and it was all I could do to not drive over there, kick his door in, and then kick his face in
But he had been set up
So what?
Easy excuse
Jerk off
Perhaps Andre Fine was a neolf, then, not yet old enough to achieve the bigger size Kingsley, after all, possessed such quickness and strength But Andre Fine was slight, even He was, in fact, often ser and ears, and within a few minutes, I had all his personal information in front ofhis current one in Malibu He was single, no kids, and had an interesting rap sheet He’d spent ti a istered as lethal weapons, so the fight was considered a felony He also seeirlfriends Three different cos only I looked up his birth certificate, and confirmed that he was not an ih he certainly fought like an immortal He was thirty-four
Still, how could a single punch have an effect a month later?
I didn’t know But I knew so,
"Better?" he asked
"I like being a second-ring kind of gal," I said
"You do realize we’re not partners any one of his trillions of nicknaated to pick up at all In fact, o to voicemail"
"Then why don’t you?"
"I said my life would easier"
"So that means you still love me"
"No, I love Monica I put up with you"
"Good enough," I said
"So, how can I plunder the government’s resources for you this tiovern to pick your brain I need your expertise"
"In beer?"
"Fighting," I said, knowing that Chad Helling was an ahter
"Sometimes they’re one and the same," he said
I rolled my eyes I told him about my case and about Allison’s theory And to h immediately, which is what I had expected
When I finished, he said, "Andre Fine is a bad dude"