I've been back to the office for only a few minutes, already searching the web for any information

or folklore and succubus.

Or was it sucky-buy?

Yeah, fuck you if I know.

What I did know was that my captain needed to be informed of the situation.

The vampire council didn't want us lowly humans to know what other nightmares existed out

there in the darkness, and I had a feeling if the captain found out about this from anyone

else.

I had to find myself working sanitation for the rest of my life.

I was just about to head for his office when the phone began to shrill.

Before I could grab it up, it had been answered by the ever-present Donna, who had already

made herself right at home in the far corner of the room, desks, swivel chair, and all.

Prader natural squad, she chimed in.

How may I assist you?

I couldn't help but roll my eyes wondering if this new schedule actually considered the

need to sleep.

Yes, detective, she continued.

I should tell him right away.

Hey, up the phone, she turned to me.

That was detective Hawking.

He said that they have another body, and he would like your opinion, you being the supernatural

expert in all.

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