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| 9f100fe | The ringtone was a dead giveaway, emphasis on dead . . . creepy organ music. She didn't even have to glance at the image of fanged bunny slippers on the screen to know who was calling. She just sighed, thumbed it on, and held it to her ear. "Claire! I need you here immediately. Something's wrong with Bob." Myrnin, her mad-scientist, blood-addicted boss, sounded actually shaken. "I can't get him to eat his insects, and I used his favorites. .. | Rachel Caine-Last Breath |