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visiting hours were over an hour ago."

    1 slid my sunglasses down my nose and said, "Get lost. I can stay as long as I like."

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    "These aren't the droids you're looking for," Jessica Added, giggling.

    Like a badly maintained robot, the nurse swung around and walked stiffly away.

    I propped my feet up on Jessica's bed and got comfy. Babyjon squirmed and, to divert
    him, I plopped him on her bed. He wriggled for a moment, then flopped over .md popped
    his thumb in his mouth, his deep blue eyes never leaving my face.

    "So, dish. How was the funeral?"

    "Gruesome. And filled with lies."

    "So, like the Ant was in life?"

    I laughed for the first time in two days. God, I loved her. That chemo was going to work.
    Or I would not be responsible for my actions.

Chapter 9

    The phone rang (at 1 a.m.!), and I lunged for it. "Sinclair? Hello? You rat bastard, where
    the hell have you—?

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    "Is this the head of Antonia's den?" a deep male voice asked.

    I was flummoxed. It was a week for weird phone calls, barfing best friends, and fucked up
    funerals.

    "Which Antonia?"

    "The only Antonia. Tall, slender, dark hair, dark eyes, werewolf who can't Change?"

    "Oh, the live one! Yeah, this is her, um, den."

    "Explain yourself."

    I was having major trouble following the conversation. "Explain what?"

    "She has not checked in this month. As her pro tem Pack leader, you are responsible."

    "Responsible for what?"

    "Her safety."

    "What's a pro tem what's-it?"

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    "Do not play the fool, vampire."

    "Who's playing? And how'd you know I was a—I mean, who are you calling a vampire?"

    "I gave Antonia leave to den with you under strict conditions. You are breaking those
    conditions."

    'What conditions are you—?"

    "Produce her at once, or suffer the consequences."

    " Produce her? She's not a manufactured good! Who is this?"

    "You know who this is."

    "Dude: I totally completely do not."

    "Your attempts to act an idiot will not sway me from my course."

    "Who's acting?" I cried. "Who are you, and what the hell are you talking about?"

    There was a long pause, punctuated by heavy breathing. Great. A prank call from a
    pervert. "Very well," the deep voice growled. Really growled; I could feel the hairs on the
    back of my neck trying to stand up. "Be it on your head and suffer the consequences."

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    Story of my life, this week.

    I stared at the now-dead phone, then threw it at the wall hard enough for it to shatter into
    a dozen pieces.

Chapter 10

    The next evening, after feeding Babyjon his 10 p.m. bottle, burping him, and plopping him
    into the playpen in the kitchen, I took the new phone out of the box (thank goodness for
    twenty-four-hour Walgreens).

    I had literally just hooked up, and hung up, the phone when it rang, making me jump right
    out of my skin. I snatched up the new receiver.

    "What freak is calling me now?"

    "Only I, Your Majesty."

    "Tina! You sound tinny. Still in France?" "Still. And worse: I have been unable to raise the king."

    Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer ( http://www.novapdf.com ) Raise him at poker?was my wild thought. "What?" I asked, my word of the week.

    "He has never, in seventy-some years, not returned a call, or a letter, or a telegram, or a
    fax."

    "Well. He was pretty grumpy when he left." "Grumpy." Tina let out a most unladylike snort, almost as startling as when she was swearing like—well, me. "I dislike this. I dislike
    this extremely. I will be returning on the next flight."

    "But what about the European vamp—"

    "Hang them. Hang them all. This is much more