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“Violin in one hand, Wulfe came back and picked Stefan up with careless ease.
“He should still be resting,” he told me, “but he wanted to come with me tonight.”
“I’m glad he did,” I said sincerely.”


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“I will not have it said that the Lord of Night was bested by you,” he told me. “I hear the whispers. But no more. For centuries they will talk about what happens to people who dare to thwart my will. Your fate will be a lesson for them all.”


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“You,” he said, “and you.” He looked at Adam and then George. “Go out and answer the phone. Keep the people who come to bother me—”
“Customers?” said Adam dryly.
Zee brushed that away with a flick of his fingers. “Customers. Pests. Nenn sie wie Du willst.”


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“I looked around at the remains of Stefan’s house. If there was an unbroken stick of furniture in the living room, it was buried somewhere under all the rest.”

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“Can you handle the shop this week?” I asked, expecting the same yes and click of a disconnect.
“It is bad, then,” said Zee instead.
“Probably,” I told him. “Signs point to all hell is about to break loose.”
Zee snorted. “Situation normal, you mean,” he said, echoing his son’s earlier observation. “Ah, well. At least I can count upon not being bored in the near future.”

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“The story of how I’d been taken out by accident was going to be told and retold “until it was a pack legend. At least it hadn’t been a proper pumpkin.
I bet it is going to be a pumpkin in retellings, I thought dismally.”


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