Chapter 17: Spiders in the Shadows
Sam was restless after he closed the Dusty Covers. Audrey was studying, Methuselah was content to spend the day exhibiting his human-esque shape, playing checkers with himself, so she was looked-after. Sam checked on her and then, taking his long coat to ward against the cold, slipped out into the foggy night. He didn’t know where he was going, so he just walked and thought. He thought about Marcus and Kendra. He thought about Audrey. He thought about Sofia. So many interlocking parts. He was more convinced than ever that Kendra’s murderer had not been a vampire; but concerned that it had been made to look like one. But what if that’s what the Lorenzos want me to think? It’s all too easy. All carefully arranged. Accept no answer as impossible until it’s been thoroughly debunked. Accept nothing on faith; trust only the evidence of your eyes.
It started to rain a little, just an ice-cold drizzle, but enough for Sam to be thankful for his co…
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