“Do you mean plasma?”
“Yeah! That’s the word.” Her blues brightened. “It had to do with anti-something in the blood.”
“You mean antigen in blood cells and the antibodies in the plasma.”
“Wow! You’re kinda smart.”
“Oh, I don’t know. I liked science in high school,” I shrugged. School had been such a long time ago that I was surprised I still remembered.
“Anyway, all that stuff determined what type of treatment we got.”
My brow arched. “What step did the scientist do next to your group?”
“They divided us up according to our blood type and gave us blood.” As if she feared someone listening, she raked her gaze over the room and then turned back to me. “It ain’t normal human blood,” she whispered.
“What do you mean?”
“Some gals received fey blood, others were given Nephilim and another
