Byron had put a lot of pressure on it. I had to turn around so Richard wouldn't see my face. If the ardeur hadn't come up I'd have been Nathaniel's Nimir-Ra, and his friend, and that would have been it. I'd never really known what I was doing without, because I had been so careful not to let him show me.
The fact that I was more comfortable here staring down at a corpse than at the head table at a wedding said something about me and my life. I'd been looking around for my gun, but I couldn't see it. Two bare-chested waiters, wearing only leather pants, came up on stage and dragged Nathaniel to his feet. Smartie-Vampire, what's happening to us? He squeezed my hand, and something in his eyes said plainly that he didn't want to say it out loud.
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