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Its face was small and wrinkled, with penny-sized smoked glasses balanced on its thin nose.
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“Would the gentlemen care to purchase some fine herbs?”
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it asked.
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“There are no finer to spice a meal, nor purer to mix a potion.
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It seemed like tonight’s darkness was small and personal, cupped hands offering a place for two, not the burning, open darkness of a rave.
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“We’re not here to browse,”
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“We’re not here to browse,” Nepthys told him.
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“We’d like to see a man about some garlic.”
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The thing frowned.
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“We have many fine cloves of garlic here on the cart, gentle sir.
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If – ”
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“You know what I mean.
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I imagine that people do not come here for unimportant reasons.”
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It hissed thoughtfully.
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“True, true.
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Step behind the cart and enter through the door there, using your left hand to open the door and your right – ”
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he looked at me “ – to close it.”
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“ – to close it.”
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“Thank you.”
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Nepthys bowed slightly and we walked behind the cart.
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The latch opened under Nepthys’ left hand with a clack!
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The door took us to the bottom of a flight of wooden stairs.
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At the top was one door.
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We entered.
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The room held a bed, a bookcase, and a desk with one chair.
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Its only light came from a dying candle on the desk whose spark etched shadows in the roughly planked walls.
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On the bed was a small, ratty man.
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I smelled matted hair and cedar chips.
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“We’re here for information about a vampire,”
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“We’re here for information about a vampire,” said Nepthys.
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“Oh, shit!”
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“Sorry, kid.
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–Would you do us the kindness of helping us to identify an individual?”
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“Wait, Nepthys – you said nothing about vampires.
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Frankly, I don’t know if we can even doing anything against a vampire.
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Are …look, are they as bad as people in my world think they are?”
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It’s been over a week, and I want to dance.
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“I don’t know.
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“Only unsuccessfully, right?”
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“No, those people don’t usually leave stories.”
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“Oh, thanks, Nepthys, for your confidence-inspiring tales of experience.
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So they’re probably worse than we think, okay, that’s great.
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Now can you tell me what your master plan of attack will be before we go spinning counterclockwise into an Anne Rice novel?”
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Let’s go together, you know you’ll have fun once you get into it.”
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“My plan is that you shut up while we’re trying to conduct business with someone who might be able to tell us what we’re actually going up against.
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Don’t forget, she’s your girlfriend.
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Now calm down while I talk to this gentleman.
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I can hear your heartbeat from over here.”
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It came in through my mother's blood; my Russian grandmother would always tell me stories, bylichkas, of ancestors with the "second sight", stupid mill owners who discovered bags of gold after letting a special fish off their hooks, and dark strangers who used to appear to help or interfere at crucial times.
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I shut up and tried to breathe.
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Nepthys turned back to the little man on the bed, who had not moved.
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“Please, accept our apologies.
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As you can see, our situation is of personal importance to the young man.
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Now: may we ask you a few questions about an individual we believe to be a vampire?
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It would be a great help to us.”
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She bit the inside of her bottom lip, looking at me like I was breaking her poor, sweet heart.
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Finally, in a pinched rasp, he said, “My information is purely for the purposes of a collector.
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“My information is purely for the purposes of a collector.
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I do not want to provide help to someone who would do harm.”
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“Sir, we simply want to discover whether this individual is, in fact, a vampire.
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If there is any boon that you would have us do in return, we would be glad to do it.”
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He continued to lie in place, still breathing heavily.
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I tried to keep myself calm.
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“I have need of a certain stone that I once possessed.
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My problem is that it was not made in this realm, but by a human, and only a human may handle it.
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If you would fetch me this stone, I would tell you what I can.”
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“Of course we will fetch you the stone,”
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“Of course we will fetch you the stone,” Nepthys assured him.
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“You have our thanks.”
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Outside, the thing at the herb cart nodded when we mentioned the stone.
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When we reached the street, I expected some sort of temple, or a row of antiquaries, or at least a sleazy, black-market relics merchant.
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Instead, it looked like we were in the red-light district: women who probably wanted more than our money eyed us from the alleys.
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Nepthys didn’t need to warn me not to speak to them.
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“Okay, Rachel.
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He took us to the door of a building like a short pagoda that had a sign hanging over it showing a face with hands uplifted, like a saint under G d’s light, and handcuffed.
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Let’s go, you’re probably right.”
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Inside, the entrance room was hung with bright silks and scattered with velvet cushions.
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Sails of obscene orange and a green that insulted springtime hung draped across reds that might have been sensual elsewhere but here were only offensive.
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A large woman, similarly decorated, quickly drifted up to us.
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“Good evening, gentlemen,”
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“May I invite you to have a cup of tea?”
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She grinned and gave me a kiss across the table, her lips soft and firm and sticking just enough that she gave the feeling you were really kissing, not just pressing your face into someone else’s.
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“No, thank you,” said Nepthys, “we regret that we cannot take up your kind offer.
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“we regret that we cannot take up your kind offer. Are you the proprietor of this shop?”
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Are you the proprietor of this shop?”
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“I am Madame Entera, at your service.
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She raised an eyebrow.
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“Are you?
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Well, we don’t get many customers asking about that item.
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Please, walk this way.”
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She led us past the silks and through an arch decorated with pictures of wooden ships and what looked like African tribesmen.
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The next room had mosaics of what could have been Rome, with men in simple tunics working in a vineyard on one wall and men in odd, floppy hats on the other.
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After this, we went up a flight of stairs and past a row of doors barred on the outside.
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“Excuse me,”
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“but may I ask what is kept in these rooms?”
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“Why, the merchandise, of course,”
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“Why, the merchandise, of course,” she said.
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Nepthys leaned close to my ear.
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“This is a slave shop,”
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“This is a slave shop,” he explained quietly.
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