Zerbrowski noticed and gave me a nod, like he'd keep an eye on him. There are many things I have done, ma petite, that I would not have you know. He went to the church and took one of the coffins they had in the basement for emergencies. Third mark, I think.
No, I said, and reached for his furred forearm. He should have burst into flames the moment the sunlight touched him, but he hadn't, and if he hadn't burned with the sunlight drowning him, then he wasn't going to burn here, in the dark. Flat to the ground doesn't help when things as heavy as bodies are falling. Actually, yes, I did mind.
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