No, I said, finally. Her voice was even, just a little tight, as if she were gearing up to do her job, and she'd have less qualms than I would about that job. I drew back just enough to see his face clearly. I'm sort of shaky, and wondering if I'm the good guy after all.
Sasha, her name was Sasha. All vamps are pale, but Damian started life with that milk and honey complexion that some redheads have, so he was even paler than the norm. I didn't think knife. You say that as a statement, not a question.
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