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I struck him across the face, twisted the steering wheel of the motor, sprang out myself, and left him for dead on the road with the motor on top of him. She was ushered into the back of the squad car. She ought to have written at once and told him exactly what had happened. My concept of the reluctant vampire sprung from a rabid obsession with medieval history, especially the pre-Renaissance era of the Black Plague. . ’ He regarded her thoughtfully. ‘I do not believe you. ” Lucy shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. “Is it your maid?” he asked.
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