My stomach jerked tight in a knot hard enough to hurt. I wouldn't tell anyone. If he thinks I'm dancing with the devil, he'll have hysterics when he meets Nicky Baco. I didn't think I'd have much luck.
Bernardo and Olaf were in the back seat, dressed in someone's idea of assassin chic. He'd wanted to sink fangs into human flesh more than he'd wanted to live. I shrugged. At least with most of the lawyers the bereaved didn't come to the graveside.
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