I was the last one in the truck, the door was closed, and a uniformed cop climbed onto the backstep, clinging to the rails on either side. It would take a thorough destruction of the brain to do it enough damage to stop the appendagebefore it could roll over and smash Terrence again. I'd made sure all my bodyguards were busy with the vampire. One after another.
Why would you be proud of that? Because everything we've gotten, we've made with our two hands, the sweat of our brows, that kind of thing. The weight of it in my hand was a very good thing. But it was Richard's power, the power of the Thronnos Rokke clan that wrapped around both of us. I could see that there was blue embroidery on the back of the coat.
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