Bert didn't have any weapons under his rich, chocolate brown suit, which had been tailored to fit his body. Bullets can ricochet, and we'd just feel better if we knew you were safe from friendly fire. Upstanding citizens tend to listen to the cops. I knew where we were going, and I couldn't think of anything better than crawling under the covers and letting him hold me.
His lavender shirt was the palest thing about him. Sure, great. I'd told them the vampire stayed, they could like it, or lump it. What ladder? Our murder scene and body dump are in a hole left by some overzealous construction workers.
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