She shook her head. No time to regret lost chances. Although seriously? Being that close to a sabor and not even getting a sip? That just left her teed off.
Okay, back to her calculations. It would have taken another ten minutes or so to persuade the sabor to let in the next vampyre.
She looked up at the sky. Dawn was a few hours away, so time wasn’t too much of a worry.
Okay…high and mighty de Vivar thought he was so great? Let him handle this s**t.
She intended to be long gone.
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De Vivar
De Vivar drummed his fingertips on the arm of the banco. He was alone, save for the normal. In spite of his order, the normal had been almost depleted. He’d had to cuff Miguel to get him to stop, and then he’d sent him away. Miguel had gone sullenly, but what did that matter to him? He had
