If Jean-Claude hadn't been so certain that it would work, I would have argued. Drink, he said, you'll feel better once you've had some coffee. I had his attention now. Vampires living in a central location surrounding their master, the way Jean-Claude had it, was becoming a thing of the past.
I don't promise things often, because once I do, I keep my word. We make enough money, Bert, you don't have to cheat people. You think it was an accident, don't you? I shrugged again. It was as if the emotions had stripped him of his shields.
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