They knew we had the address. Malcolm and I could squabble later. Made me wonder what he did for a living. It was hot inside the doors, and it wasn't caused by the heating system, it was just that many bodies in a small space.
Nathaniel bit me. Big monuments of angels and weeping virgins combined with flat, modern stones-so much less interesting. His eyes looked haunted, as if there was something I'd missed. His teeth snapped and snarled at me, like a dog on the end of its chain.
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