I closed my eyes and willed myself to sober up. He cut the tie so abruptly that it staggered me, and only Requiem's and Graham's hands kept me from falling. Dangerous things that get them or others, killed, or hurt. The only thing that saved me from having my throat torn out was that little extra bit of speed I'd gained from all the metaphysical shit.
I knew that Nathaniel wouldn't do that, and I also knew that truthfully if you're intent on rape you want some clothes off before you get here. Someone could have come out here and passed out. The implication had been that some of the clients feared that other clients would bribe me. Normally, it's animal blood, but I'm not going to slaughter a chicken just to lay a zombie.
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