Chapter 12 - Van Helsing, I PresumeBill looked in the mirror. He hadn't shaved in a few days, and his beard, being thick and dark, made him look somewhat roguish. He held his razor in the stream of hot running water and prepared to shave it all off as usual. But as he put the edge of the razor to his cheek, he stopped and reconsidered.
If he shaved it all off, people would recognize him. Did he want people who knew he was dead to see him and know he had come back as a Vampyr?
Hell no.
Hand on chin, he moved his face around, examining the two-days growth of beard. He used to have a full beard, at one point of his very long life, or another, depending upon what country and century it was. It gave him an intellectual, distinguished look, when trimmed. It also made him look older, changing
