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Chapter 17
After his shower, which he needed a lot more than he realized, he got out and silently thanked Sarah for the larger shirt. The pants weren't such a big deal, he had always worn his pants a little larger than they needed to be in case of shrinkage in the dryer. Also, they just felt more comfortable when they were baggy. Mark exited the bathroom while drying his hair with the hotel towel so he couldn't see that Sarah had company. "So where we going now? I think I can live without stopping at the house. But we need to talk about-" Mark smelled them first, the horrible stench of vampires. He removed the towel from his head and saw two large men beside Sarah and a smaller man behind her with a foot long blade to her throat. "No funny stuff there, lover boy," the smaller man said. "You won't
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