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him down. "He's a writer. He's a littleтАж unusual."

'More unusual than Michael Celluci?"

'Mother!"

She could almost hear her mother's brows rise. "Honey, you may not remember this, but you've dated a
number of unusual boys in your time."

'I'm not dating boys anymore, Mom. I'm almost thirty-two years old."

'You know what I mean. Remember that young man in high school? I don't recall his name but he kept a
haremтАж"

'I'll call you, Mom."

'Soon."

'Soon," Vicki agreed, rescued the towel again and hung up. "Dated unusual boys in my timeтАж" She
snorted and headed back toward the bathroom. All right, a couple of them may have been a bit strange
but she was over one hundred percent certain that none of them were vampires.

She turned the water back on and grinned, imagining the scene. Mom, I'd like you to meet Henry
Fitzroy. He drinks blood. The grin widened as she stepped under the water. Her mother, infinitely
practical, would probably ask what type. It took a lot to disrupt her mother's view of the world.

She'd just dumped a pan of scrambled eggs onto a plate when the phone rang again.

'It figures," she muttered, grabbing a fork and crossing into the living room. "Damn thing never rings
when I'm not doing anything." Sunset wouldn't be for a couple of hours yet - it wasn't Henry.

'Vicki? Celluci." With so many Michaels on the Metropolitan Toronto Police Force, most of them had
gotten into the habit of perpetually referring to themselves by their last names, on duty and off. "You
remember the name of Quest's alleged accomplice? The guy who never got charged."

'Good evening, Mike. Nice to hear from you. I'm fine thanks." She shoveled a forkful of egg into her
mouth and waited for the explosion.

'Cut the crap, Vicki. He had some woman's nameтАж Marion, MaralynтАж"

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'Margot. Alan Margot. Why?"

Even over the sounds of traffic, she could hear the self-satisfied smile in his voice. "It's classified."

'Listen you son of a bitch, when you pick my brains 'cause you're too lazy to look it up, you don't come