He'd murdered innocent women for kicks. He looked at me as if he saw something new there, or someone new. Happy? No, he said, because once Damian's dead, who do you think you'll start draining next? He was so angry that his eyes had darkened, so they were almost purple. Not yet, not yet.
But I wasn't looking at Marconi, I was looking at Avery. He's had enough. That ain't good. It helped me focus.
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