Memory

“Who do you think you’re dealing with here?” Pluto VIII said, settling
himself into a plastic chair. He invited D to do the same, but the Hunter
wouldn’t sit down. The woman from the general store had been left lying
next to a street that saw a lot of pedestrian traffic in a place where someone
was sure to find her right away. Anyone summoned by a vampire’s power,
as she had been, wouldn’t remember a single thing that had happened while
under the vampire’s spell. Pluto VIII had set the unconscious vampire down
on a large bed of rather simple tastes.

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