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I clearedwith Sinclair this Saturday evening to discuss strategy"

"Good" He paused "I have to admit, I don’t actually knoho’s in this coven Do you?"

"Other than the Fabulous Casi out"

Twenty-four

Late on Saturday afternoon, I got a call from Cody

"Hey there, Pixy Stix" Even over the phone, his voice had a hint of a low ruly if I weren’t so annoyed by the nicknaht?"

"Yeah," I said "I have an appointht Manor," he said "I thought it un"

"What’s up?"

"We’ve got a sixteen-year-old girl ent to a poetry slaht" All traces of humor vanished from his voice "Witnesses say she left with someone who sounds a lot like Bethany Cassopolis"

"Shit" That was Jen’s blood-slut sister "Are you serious?"

"Unfortunately, yeah I checked with the Cassopolises and they haven’t heard from her since she went back to her vamp boyfriend," Cody said "I stopped out at the ht hours Their ot a state-of-the-art security system Can you reschedule?"

"Not really But sunset’s not until a little after eight Can I call you when ht thirty If I don’t hear froo it alone"

I didn’t like that idea "I’llup

Of course, I i She didn’t have any idea why Bethany would be picking up stray teens at the coffee shop, but she had the lon on the irl already--Heather Sied to be a serious cutter

In other words, perfect va the coven’sattire, but this put a different spin on the evening When the time came, I opted for jeans instead of a nice skirt, and buckled dauda-dagr around ood ht at Goodwill, one of my all-time best thrift store finds And yeah, okay, it’s black leather, but it’s not a duster I don’t care how cool it looked in Blade or The Matrix, no one in their right ht in a duster There’s just too much damn material My jacket, on the other hand, is fitted and has a high collar thaton vampires After my last visit to the House of Shadows, I’d take any extra ounce of protection I could get

A bit before seven, I drove out to Sinclair’s place to pick him up

It was the first time we’d seen each other since the breakup, and there was a moure out if ere supposed to hug or play it cool

Then Sinclair broke into a broad grin "Damn, sistah! You look like you’re ready to kick ass and take nu trouble?"

I s else has coht or so"

He slung a friendly ar me a squeeze "Then let’s roll"

The Fabulous Casialow in East Pemkowet, nestled under pine trees on a bluff with a distant view of the river Casi gold satin head scarf tied in an elaborate bow at the nape of his neck

"Youone manicured hand "Enchanté, my dear A pleasure to finally meet you We all appreciate the business your little tour brings into town"

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