The light was dazzling, and I was blind with it for a moment. I knew that tonight I could raise one of those shambling zombie armies that the movies are so fond of portraying, and usually has nothing to do with real necromancy. You've never seen him after he's fed like this, Byron said in that nicely accented British voice, watch. I shook my head.
And that was probably more truth than I owed Detective Jessica Arnet. Was that wrong? It didn't feel wrong. He'd never taken so much in at once, because to do even this much was to risk drawing blood. I looked down at him, the eagerness in his eyes, his face, his whole body.
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