Evidently, LaCrosse didn’t trust his servants with weapons. ‘Father may be right,’ Béla thought to herself, her blood going cold at what she was about to do. Ok XXX ‘Is he another vampire hunter like Torquemada?’ she wondered. “It knows everything, you know. It was getting easier. There were two non-infected guards on the northern road, set there to prevent anyone who wasn’t ill from entering. As to why you are here? ‘You didn’t need to blow up that guard!’
‘Under control?’ Elaine shouted, ‘Under control? The sudden pain woke Béla up. At least, not right away.”
“Are there any of you here who are sick?” Béla asked, “Please tell me. You’ve fooled him into believing it’s in your blood.”
‘This guy is a fake!’ Béla realized, getting pissed, now.
