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they were real! My shirt caught on fire,” Jack exclaimed while nodding his head a few times in quick repetition.
    And then what happened?
    “I put the flames out in the sink before I got the hell out of there.”
    Tell me then, was that the extent of your interaction with her to date? You did not attempt to see her on another occasion?
    “No,” he answered immediately. “I told Luce everything that happened …”
    What was his response?
    “He called her a witch. And said it was just another example of black magic and her treachery and betrayal to our own kind.”
    And what happened then?
    Jeffers shrugged and his expression went unexpectedly blank, as if my question threw him for a loop. “Well, nothing happened then,” he responded, looking like a deer caught in headlights. “Bryn disappeared after that and no one ever saw her again.”
    I had no idea that Betta and the lady’s escape occurred so soon after her run-in with Jeffers. However, it pleased me to learn he never had another chance to hurt her.
    As this revelation raced through my mind, I suddenly realized I was losing control of Jeffers. I failed to retain my grip on him. His uniquely advanced age rendered my control over him tenuous at best, placing a strain on me despite my efforts to maintain my grasp. The time for justice was now upon him, as I had no further use for his knowledge or confessions. I had learned all I could from him.
    For some odd reason, I suddenly decided my fight with Jeffers ought to be a fair one, without any mind tricks. It failed to make any logic or sense to me, but even though he had not technically violated the Lady Bryn, my hatred for him ran much more deeply than it did for the other two. Why? I could not be certain.
    Awake, I ordered him. And face your punishment, as my equal. At my tacit command, Jack’s pupils returned to their normal size. He rapidly shook his head to clear the dreamlike stupor which had overcome him. After a few seconds, realization began to dawn on him.
    “You fucked with my head,” he exclaimed with derision as he glared at me.
    “I suppose you could call it that,” I answered with a nearly imperceptible nod.
    Immediately launching himself from the bed, he did not seem overly concerned that he was completely naked. I, on the other hand, was quite offended at his lack of clothing; however, I did not allow his repulsive nudity to hinder my concentration. I generally make it a point to never allow myself in the same room with a naked man; but I suppose there must be a first time for everything. This, however, would certainly also be the last time.
    He sluggishly leapt for me, but I easily sidestepped his assault. Turning around as fast as he could, he lunged for me again, and this time nearly touched me. But I was exponentially faster than he. This came as no surprise to me since, of course, I am a Master Vampire, and inherently stronger and faster than almost any other superhuman creature.
    “You will pay for whatever the hell you just did to me,” he roared, to which I responded with a broad grin.
    “Yes, I believe that much is already clear, hence our little game of Cat-and-Mouse.” I dodged another ill-timed advance. “But who assumes the role of the cat is yet to be seen.”
    “You’re going to regret ever coming here,” Jack whined as he ceased his offense. Instead, he merely stood before me, every bit as naked as the day he was born.
    “I would appreciate it if you did us both a favor and promptly dressed your lower self,” I commanded before narrowing my eyes in an unamused expression.
    “Why? So you can attack me as soon as I turn my back?”
    “You have my word as a gentleman that I would not do any such thing,” I replied. “I simply cannot engage in a match with a man whose manhood is so pathetically on display.”
    Jack did not reply, but he must have believed me because he obediently turned around and approached the bed to retrieve his undergarments. He put them on in