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"It’s a di and powerful look sht be helpful if Kane wants to go out" She looked around "You have a great apartment, but ants to spend three weeks cooped up in one place?"

"Thanks, Roxana It’s a great idea I’lanced at Mab and sency plan"

"Quite so," agreed Mab

I slipped the loop over Kane’s neck The air around him shimmered His appearance blurred and then altered He looked like a German shepherd: still ferocious, but less so than a two-hundred-pound olf A perfect disguise I removed the charm and placed it on the coffee table In a lory Roxana wouldn’t take any payment for the charm After she left, I went into my room, lay down on top of the comforter, and napped for a few hours My sleep schedule is always erratic, living between the nor a few z’s when I have the chance

When I woke up, it was dark out, and I was hungry I ran hroo Kane was stretched out on the sofa, watching PNN The story told of a planned protest athering to protest the code-red restrictions I felt for the zo-tiive a damn about their march Not if it was in Deadtown In the eyes of Police Commissioner Hampson and other nor as they stayed inside the boundaries of Designated Area 1

"Who’s hungry?" I asked

Kane woofed, and Mab ad "a bit peckish," so we all trooped into the kitchen I opened the freezer and peered inside "Let’s see We’ve got lasagna, Salisbury steaks"--Kane howled at this point--"pizza, sesame chicken, fettuccine"

"Heavens, child, is that how you get your food?" Mab looked every bit as horrified as if my freezer shelves held human heads instead of frozen dinners

"If I had Rose to do , I’d eat as well as you But I don’t cook" My kitchen skills were li which buttons to press on the microwave

Mab made a sour face, but she chose fettuccine Alfredo with chicken

For the next fifteen ood workout Everyone ate their food as soon as it was ready Mab even admitted that her meal tasted better than she’d expected I noticed she scraped up all of her Alfredo sauce

After dinner, it was tiet those, then check on Juliet I want to see how she’s doing, but I also want to ask her some more questions about the Old Ones"

"I’ll come with you," Mab said

"You won’t--" What would be the best way to phrase this? "It won’t bother you that she’s a vampire?"

"I solemnly swear I’ll be on ed to escape the Old Ones’ thrall, she’s someone I want to meet"

THE STREET WAS PACKED WITH ZOMBIES, ALL HEADED IN THE same direction ere The protestHouse, proceed down Washington Street and along Winter Street, and finish at the Treoal, 24-Hour Copy, wasn’t far frohouse The march was due to start at eleven--still more than an hour from now--but the zoans like ZOMBIES AREN’T MONSTERS and PERMIT THIS, HAMPSON! Others walked along doing what zohter rang through the night The scene felt festive, like the march was a parade, not a protest

One person bucked the crowd, plowing through with her head down, like a rowboat with an underpowered outboard putt-putting against a strong current I recognized the blond hair first, pulled into a high ponytail that swung as she walked She wore a curve-hugging white T-shirt with a green plaid s, and black coed--pink accented with zebra stripes--looked like it could hold half ot closer, I read the bold pink letters on her T-shirt: LOVE IS THE ANSWER She barreled right past us; on the back of her shirt, black letters asked, WHAT THE HELL WAS THE QUESTION?

"Tina!"

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