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Vishous had threatened to duct-tape the last pure-bred vampire to his throne.
“There,” he said as he parked his ass. “Fixed it.” The fact that he was sitting off-kilter and had made holes in the floor seemed petty to point out. “Good job,” Butch said. “I could do the other two?”
And in his current frame of mind, he was clearly inclined to bitch-slap the stoopid right out of anybody.