I knew that he'd tried to get information about a vampire murder when he shook my hand. He looked surprised, and I couldn't blame him. The other black-shirted security guards didn't seem to know what to do. I reached out and let his fingers brush mine.
Apparently, Zerbrowski had been planning our strategy while I was trying to fix things with Arnet. He'd been happy to do it. Why are you calm? I feel crazed, and you give me peaceful eyes! He grabbed my upper arms, and dug his fingers in until it hurt, and I still felt calm. This wasn't.
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