His eyes blazed. “My honesty has meant nothing to you?” He just didn’t get it. He never would. “You don’t get a medal for doing the bare minimum, Charles—especially when you only did so because you had no other choice.” I headed for the door of the office. “And no, it doesn’t.” It didn’t escape my notice that nowhere in all those pretty words had there been any facsimile of an apology. If he had apologized, it wouldn’t have changed how I felt, but it might have made a difference. Then again, if I’d learned anything from years of working with vampires, it was that they seldom if ever felt the
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