As I button my shirt, I catch her watching me in the mirror, her expression unreadable. “What?” I ask. She shakes her head slightly. “Just…trying to reconcile all the different versions of you I’ve seen. The detective. The man. The vampire.” “Yeah? And which one do you prefer?” Her eyes meet mine in the reflection. “They’re all you, Callahan. All parts of the same whole. And I don’t want just one piece. I want it all.”
