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Havermouth, Three Weeks BeforeThe Triquetra lingered over their wine. Heath and Cameron had both detailed their encounters with Aislen and they had dissected every word she had said, every gesture, every expression between them.“So,” Rhett swirled the last of his wine around the inside of the glass. “Basically, she hasn’t changed at all. She’s still a smart mouthed bitch with a chip on her shoulder and an attitude.”“Yeah,” Cameron’s grin was wide. “Except she’s even sexier now. Wait until you see her, Rhett. You’re going to come in your jeans.”Heath leaned back in his chair. “We have time. The funeral isn’t until Friday. She’s not going anywhere until then.”“So, my turn?” Rhett wondered and saw Cameron and Heath exchange a look between them. He sighed heavily. “You’re f-king kidding me, right? She basically told Cameron to f-k off and she didn’t exactly throw herself into your arms either, Heath, but you’d have me, what, not see her at all? Because you’re jealous that she - ”“Rh
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The Pack's Vampire Talen's Mate
Havermouth, Three Weeks BeforeA loader stood over a pile of logs and the grass between it and a void where once a truck might have been buzzed with insect activity. Blood had been spilt, still discoloring the grass a week after the event and the scent strong – at least to a vampire. Talen looked from the loader, the tumble of logs, and the blood, his mind drawing a mental picture to match that on the report.“Where is the truck now?” He asked Anthony.The other vampire squinted against the sun and took his sunglasses out of his breast pocket, sliding them on. “The police saw no reason to prevent the shipment. It was a tragic accident, not a crime.”“Who was operating the machine?” Talen asked.“Victor Benton,” Anthony said. “He was interviewed extensively. It was late in the day and both the driver, Chip Taper, and Victor were keen to get the job done and move on. Patrick Carter was site supervisor. According to Victor, Patrick wasn’t where he was supposed to be. For a reason known o
The Pack's Vampire Talen Gawaine
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