Yes, I said. He stared at me. Trapped by what? That was the ten-thousand-dollar question. I laughed, and it surprised him again, made him back up.
I answered him, I don't know. He licked his thin lips and said, Are you going to tell Malcolm? That depends on how cooperative you are, I said. A for effort. I realized that with a little tweaking I might be able to throw up a circle that bound a vampire to its grave, or coffin, or a room.
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