Anne Rice - v1, Lasher

Anne Rice v1 Lasher

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Unformatted text preview: bered that now, the first spill from her breasts, and there had been a great deal of it. But this thing, this creature, was highly organized-no Franken- stein's monster, made of parts, no grotesque culmination of witchcraft. He knew his own properties too-that he could run very fast, that he caught scents she did not, that he gave off a scent which others caught without knowing it. That was true. Only now and then did the scent intrude on her, and when it did, she had the eerie feeling it had been engulfing her all along and even controlling her, rather like a phero- mone. More and more she kept her journal in narrative form, so that if something happened to her, if someone found it, that person could understand it. "We've stayed long enough in Paris," she said. "They might come to find us." Two bank wires had come in. They had a fortune at their disposal and it took her all afternoon, with him at her side, to assign the money to various accounts so they could hide it. She wanted to leave, perhaps only to be warmer. "Come now, darling dear, we have only been in ten different hotels. Stop worrying, stop checking the locks, you know what it is, it's the serotonin in your brain, it's a fear-flight mechanism gone wrong. You'...
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