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Ephram was already asleep when Duff came to my apartment early the next morning. “We need to talk,” he said succinctly, before leaving again. I followed him down to the office. Liddy and Rob were already there and waiting. “What do you know about Ephram?” Duff asked. I gave him a brief rundown of the facts that I had, including who Ephram’s Sire was. “I’ve heard of Ionescu, and not favorably,” Duff admitted. “Almost makes me feel sorry for Ephram, if he’s telling the truth.” “He is. I did a bit of probing. From his latent abilities, it’s clear he was sired by a very old vampire, and the fact that his Sire deserted him fits with what I know about Ionescu. And in case you’re worried, I know for a fact Ephram’s a very young Fledgling. That I can sense, as I can sense the age of any vampi