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February 26, 2008

LJ: Hunter Becomes Hunted

I could see it instantly; he knew that I knew.

"Mr. Drake," the blood bank owner greeted me. "What can I do for you?"

I smiled fiercely. "Give me names."

He shook his head. "Too late. Hundreds of garlic-spiked bags are in circulation. The vampire nation will fall within months."

I took a step toward him, which only made him laugh. "What are you going to do? You won't kill me, and you sure as hell won't bite me. You don't dare."

My smile never even wavered. "Who says I want to do either?" I became a blur of motion.

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