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“Move your arm!”
“Keep to your own side, mortal.”
“Might I have room for my leg?”
The five companions were stuck in a sedan that more resembled a Volkswagen Beetle than the typical spacious car. Per Ruthven’s instructions they had gone northeast from the house on a bumpy route through the less fashionable part of town. The lack of reliable road infrastructure and reliable, and most definitely safe, driving on Jenny’s part made for a tense ride.
Jenny whipped her head over her shoulder and glared at the three men in the small back seat meant for two people. The two vampires wore bright pink and neon purple sunglasses, courtesy of her glove box. “Will you guys be quiet? I’m trying to brake here!”
“Will we be required to open the doors and set our feet to the pavement?” Ruthven
