The dark shape seemed to be withdrawing from around him. His name was Arthur Fulbright, and he wanted a woman. I'd left my crime scene kit at home, because when I raised a zombie for the higher-end clients, Bert liked me to not be covered in a baggy overall. It suddenly occurred to me that Richard might not know that Asher really, truly was in my bed.
Nathaniel was curled over my lower body like a living blanket, wedged between my legs and the floorboard. AM had done a job on Benny. It was sheer bedlam. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
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