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It was after midnight before Hector arrived with the new guests. Though Katelina didn't get to see the strange vampire, she heard his clipped British accent crackling over the loudspeaker. One of the scantily clad slave women came to fetch the "interested parties" shortly afterwards. Jorick, Katelina, and Oren followed her. They wound their way to the back office where they'd found Sorino the night before. The small table had been cleared and sitting in the center was what looked like a tarnished metal cylinder. Thadimus stood over it, his mustache bushier than Katelina remembered and his robes just as white. Sorino sat in the chair with Kai standing next to him, once again on his ridiculous chain. Behind them stood Lurid, a dark skinned vampire with beaded dreadlocks that Katelina had me