I did what the lady with the shotgun pointed at my chest said, I moved very, very slowly, and handed her my ID. Anita Blake, vamp executioner, could stand firm, but Anita Lee, undercover party-goer, well. I also did not want to stand in the line. Most of them crave blood.
Could you really hit an eye throwing one of those things? He slipped one out of its little holster and threw it into the wall in one flick of his hand. I couldn't go back into that room and fake a spell. The gunfire was coming closer. I turned back to Edward.
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