Why— She’d said. The Man Upstairs of course. Laugh now, sugar. Something wrong, sugar? Why are you pushing us dating? Taking it all in was more than she could deal with. Terror and panic should be careening through her. She dashed toward a closing elevator and wedged her hand in the doorway. The hair on the back of Lana’s neck stood up as she drew closer to the group of bloodsuckers. Her cheeks burned. He shook his head to clear his mind. He’d smelled it last night in the hallway, but now he knew what it was.
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