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Not a safe house More like a slaughterhouse

Even though hu roo on theht club that served up blood After all, one bite, and a vampire could link with a human’s mind

A link meant control You didn’t turn on those who controlled you

For the huet hooked on the thrill of the bite

If the vamp wanted the victim to feel pain, the bite could hurt unshot

The bite could also feel better than sex

It was all up to the valance at Dee’s still figure

Al down any feeding roo up”

Oh, yeah, he bet she had “So where do we start then?”

He felt her eyes Didn’t have to look, just knew those chocolate eyes were on hiht you had vamp contacts in this town”

Careful now “Ah, the vamps I know scattered ord came down about the Born Master”

“Why? If they weren’t linked to him, there’d be no need to flee”

The link The screwed family tree that connected vampires A Born Master took a victim, and formed a psychic connection with his prey But if the Master turned that prey into the Taken, and the new vampire took another victim, the Born Master’s connection would trickle into the new prey, and keep trickling down through every blood exchange Like freaking tentacles, reaching out for er physically than other va in all the prey he could find

And controlling thehts of those in his link He could whisper his thoughts to them Compel them

Rule the in between All his for the taking and for the killing

The Taken were never truly free Not until the Born Master who’d started their blood lineage was dead

Never an easy feat

“Huh Well, if your contacts are out, then I guess we’ll just have to do it the old-fashioned way”

Si to like this “And that would be?” He braked at a Stop sign, one that had been spray painted a garish yellow They’d reached the edge of the city The part where the good folks never visited Too lanced at Dee Yep, her eyes were on him “We find the perfect prey,” she said simply “Then wait for the vamps to take the bait When they co plan” His fingertips pounded a fast, hard beat on the steering wheel “You really think it’s going to work?”

One shoulder lifted “Figure I’ve got a fifty-fifty shot with it If it doesn’t, then I have a witch esspell”