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Chris translated Turner’s diplolish: There was trouble with visiting Kyn, probably the group Burke had warned her were cohold protocol required all warriors to be escorted to the armory upon arrival in order to surrender their weapons "But they just got here"

"Aye," Turner said, "and we’d be enial Irish with everyone, sounded ready to personally show them the door, too "How bad is this brew, Mr Turner?"

"Blood’s not been shed," he said "Yet"

This was just getting better and better "What caused the situation?"

"Soh lord for all to read" Turnerunder his breath before he added, "Soon as they did, the boasting and insulting commenced"

Lucan and Samantha had not yet come down from the penthouse suite; Rafael, Lucan’s second-in-co their nearriors Herbert Burke, Lucan’s tresora and the highest-ranked o to pick up a courier from the airport

That meant she would have to handle this Her firstthe chain she wore, shifting the weight of the silver cross hanging under her blouse "I’ll be right there"

To get to the service elevators, Chris had to walk through the club, and braced herself for the blast of music that hit her in the face as soon as she stepped outside Now that the Twilight craze had leveled out, she didn’t spot too many wannabe Edwards or Bellas, but there were plenty of True Blood groupies doing their best to clone Sookie, Bill, Tara, and Eric A group of sullen Anne Rice diehards, still clinging to their repro lace-cuff and velvet-jacket decadence, occupied one corner, while here and there the undecided stuck to their slinky nonco their fake canines at anyone who strayed from their vamp herd of choice

Chris sometimes wondered how the patrons would react if they ever discovered that the hulking, bland-faced bouncers stationed in and outside the club could show the

At least the ht On Friday a couple of Lestats had bu their Louis red wine coolers, and neither had been satisfied by exchanging sneered insults As soon as the first drink was hurled, the guards had lass to the skull of the other Lestat had resulted in an ugly gash that unsurprisingly didn’t heal spontaneously The guards had reht and smell of blood had riled up the crowd too much, but the mess left behind had forced Chris to close down the bar for the night

She spotted a glitter on the carpet by one of the barstools and stopped to pick up a piece of broken glass one of the cleaners had missed Beside her, a wannabe Elvira stretched out her cheap stack boots under Chris’s nose As Chris looked up, the girl used an ar tribal ink to elbow her chunky companion "Look, Heather I think it’s an Avon Lady"

Three years ago no one would have even noticed her, but now Chris looked out of place She didn’t have tiit-and-You’re-Not, especially with sohts, and pot htened, pocketing the broken shard as she nodded at the girl’s upper ar off"

Like holds, Alenfar had two sides: public and private Aboveground Lucan uest quarters, the workout rooms, and the penthouse, all of which appeared as modern and functional as any beachfront property In the expansive network of tunnels and charound were the real and very private workings of the jardin, which included the garrison’s quarters, training facilities, the weapons forge and armory, the assees to and fro properties

Once inside the elevator Chris opened a panel and entered her pass code into a s functions and sent the elevator doo floors When the cab stopped, she keyed in a second code to open the doors, and stepped out into what appeared to be a half-euards in full battle ar the reinforced steel door on the other side of the room Both studied her before they lowered their auto, Miss Christian" Aldan, a behemoth with a scarred face, braided silver mane, and laser beam blue eyes, inclined his head

"Hey, Dan" She so to the ar an escort, Miss Chris?" That cah, as as tall and sli red hair in a fiery skullcap

"No, thanks, Glen, I’reen eyes, which was the e the interest of a Kyn warrior