I didn't mean it. Gerald sighed. My concept of the reluctant vampire sprung from a rabid obsession with medieval history, especially the pre-Renaissance era of the Black Plague. . ’ ‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly. Pah!’ She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap. She had to explain about and pay off that forty pounds.
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