Eliza heads into the small room, and the driver follows her in.“We’ll be here, she’s elsewhere.” Eliza takes in the room, it was typical of these road-side places, dated décor, two uncomfortable looking beds a small ancient TV, and dirty looking bathroom and little else. She scoffs,“Doesn’t sleep with the help?” He chuckles and nods. “Why do you work with her? She’s a bitch.” He laughs and nods,“Don’t let her hear me agree.” Eliza holds up her hands,“She won’t hear it from me. I have other things I’d rather say.” He nods, siting on one of the beds, and kicking off his boots to stretch out.“I do not work for her, rather for him. Dracula. I was his servant before, and I will be again. If she succeeds, of course.” She sighs and sits on the end of the bed facing him,“What’s the draw of working for him? I&rsqu
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