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“Gregori touched Gary’s mind. He found honesty there, integrity. He had never had contact with the vampire and was willing to die to save the girl strapped down on the stainless-steel table. He had interrupted the two other men at work and was sickened by their actions. But Gregori knew Gary would have no chance against a vampire-induced compulsion in the other man to kill. Rodney would win this battle. For a moment Gregori hesitated. If he intervened, he would allow Gary to live, but he would have to destroy Rodney. If he allowed things to take their course, Rodney could lead him back to the vampire’s lair.
I know you’re not even thinking that. Savannah’s outraged whisper was velvet-soft in his mind.
He sighed heavily. Woman, leave me in peace. I have to do what is best for our people. But he knew he wouldn’t. He knew he could not let Gary die. There was something he liked about the man’s courage and integrity, but, damn it, Savannah didn’t have to know he had any soft spots. He’d never had them until she came along.
Savannah’s laughter brushed along his spine like the touch of her fingers.”
― Christine Feehan, Dark Magic