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you and the other girls were brought here for cataloging."
"Say what?" Daniel growled.
"We took fingerprints, DNA samples, everything. In case you survived your first
decade and found your way back here, we could tell you who you were. Had been,"
she corrected herself. "Of course, the other girls never rose, poor things, and
you wasted no time leaving town. We tried to talk to you, butЕ" Marjorie shook
her head.
"ButЕ I don't remember any of that! I thought I'd been buried, orЧ"
"You assumed you had been. But those who die at the hands of a vampire are
brought here when it's at all possible. Of course, in the first place very few
of them come back, and in the second, there's little we can do to help them, but
when they do return we have their credit cards, their checkbooksЧwe keep all
those accounts open, we help you hang on to your houseЧor sell it, if that's
your wishЧin fact, kudos, Ms. Mercer! You're about three and a half years ahead
of schedule. And showing up with a sheep, of all things!"
"A what?" they said in unison.
"Oh. Ah. Pardon me." Marjorie coughed into her fist, a dry sound like a bullet.
"I assumedЕ I assumed you were keeping this nice young man for feeding."
"Well, she isn't. I'm her driver, so there," Daniel snapped. "Anything else
going on is between two consenting adults."
"Yes, of course."
Andrea was rolling her eyes. "Daniel, could you not pick a fight with the first
vampire we meet?"
He ignored her. "And I want to know about the fucks who killed her. What
happened to them?"
"WellЕ nothing, at the time. Nostro was still in power. But now that Elizabeth,
the One, has taken the throne, things will change. Three of them, in fact, died
defending Nostro's throne." Marjorie smiled. It was kind of terrifying, like
watching winter grin. "Too bad, so sad."
"Awwwwwww," Andrea said, feeling for the first time in a long while like it was
her birthday.
"As to the others, you could certainly take your grievance to Her Majesty. You
have considerable cause. What they did to youЕ" She shook her head. "Shameful.
No excuse. We're not animals."
"Well, thanks, but I'm a little new around here to ask the queen to solve my
problems. I'mЧ"
"We're."
"Чjust here to pay tribute. We stopped when we saw your sign."
"I'm flattered!" Marjorie actually clapped her hands. "And you have no idea how
much good it does this old lady to see you in such control of your faculties.
Why, you could be fifty years old!"
"Really?" she said, thrilled. "That's so nice of you."
"And to think you came to see the library when you have pressing business with
the queen."
"What'sЧuhЧwhat's she like?"
Marjorie fixed her with a paralyzing stare. "She is unlike any vampire sovereign
I have ever seen, and I have lived through three."
Out of the corner of her eye, Andrea could see Daniel mouthing numbers and
counting on his fingers.
"I'm eight hundred sixty-eight years old, dear," Marjorie said. "If you were