She has no proof—yet. 92 She did not notice the police car sitting near the Beck house until they were pulling into the driveway. “Bad hemorrhage,” he said. ” “Do you drink blood?” He stood up. Presently. Sheppard. ” Michelle nodded in solemn agreement. I would not have him know—now—for the world. Their heads touched again, their arms tightened.
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