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WE DECIDED TO DRIVE to Caleb’s house to talk to Celeste. Duncan still claimed he didn’t know anything about Susan’s death but ventured that she might.
“So, where did you get the blood to feed?” I asked, after we’d settled back into Nathan’s car.
“Yeah,” he replied, looking out the window of the Mustang. “I had to.”
“On who?” asked Nathan. “You didn’t kill anyone, right, bro?”
He shook his head. “No.”
“Where’d you get it then?” I said, a little too sharply. I hated how he wasn’t answering my questions straight on.
He let out an irritate sigh. “Listen, I didn’t kill anyone, okay? I wouldn’t kill another human being. Ever.”
“Did you exchange blood with Celeste? Or, doesn’t her blood count since she’s one of you?” Nathan asked.
“No. We didn’t exchange anything. We went to Club Nigh
