Requiem had a little trouble with the steps leading up to the door, too, which let me know that vampire or not, he might have a few rubby spots of his own. He put one of his arms across that spill of leg, and the other arm held the jacket tight around me. But we weren't here to kill anybody, not yet. The highway stretched black and empty.
I'd actually turned off onto Olive in the direction of the city. I'd patted his hand, but didn't know what else to do. I thought we should kill Primo, and do it now, before he recovered. You'll wait outside? What happens to your speed record, if you have to treat the vampires like human beings? I asked.
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