Vorsack rose from the table and departed for the bathroom, mumbling something about a Tylenol. Her hair had become so matted that Sebastian had sheared it off, which made her the very mirage of a nubile young boy. Wood's," said the latter, "since I find him at his own gate. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. According to Wu, the young man had not opened his eyes once during the afternoon.
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