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“Right, now let’s hear what he’s seeing.” Jack added as he guided Nena to the passenger seat.
Jack took the driver’s seat and they shut their doors. Nena turned the speaker back on and sat back. They heard the usual chorus of city noises of blaring traffic and yelling people.
Jack lit a cigarette and stuck it between his lips. He pressed the green button. “You still getting readings, Pete?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” Jack sat back and leaned one arm against his door.
Nena furrowed her brow as a thought hit her. “Pete’s a vampire, isn’t he?”
Jack nodded. “Yeah.”
“So how come he’s still up?”
“He doesn’t really have to sleep at all, but he’d have to drink a lot of blood to keep up his strength,” Jack explained.
The city sounds became muffled, and then a horrible screech came over the
