You gave me a list of cases that you wouldn't handle. The first few times I'd woken in absolute darkness in one of these windowless rooms, it had been claustrophobic. It was my fault, Nathaniel said, voice soft. As I walked past Nathaniel, I felt something open between us, as if there were a door in the middle of our bodies.
You never had enough control to pass their tests and get out. Damn it, Bert, I can't raise a murder victim. The please was more than just a word, it filled his eyes. I still don't trust Jean-Claude, and you're the one that taught me that vampires are just dead guys, no matter how cute they are.
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