Bert had a gift for only seeing what he wanted to see. He looked at me, and it wasn't exactly an unfriendly look. A task well done, m'lady, a task well done. Stripping isn't a sin, Anita.
What message? I shook my head. No, about an hour or so later. For the first time I truly understood that my power was over the dead, all the dead, and that undead is still dead. She was all blue eyes and red pouting lips.
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