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- Larten stopped humming and kept his gaze on the roasting cat. He
- appeared to be listening to the crackle of the flames, but he was actually
- concentrating on very soft steps behind him.
- “Will you be dining with us tonight, sir?” he called, without looking up
- from the fire or turning around.
- Someone clapped. “Very good,” the stranger said, stepping forward out
- of the shadows. “You have a sharp ear.”
- “For a human,” Larten murmured, and turned to greet the visitor. He’d
- known by the sounds that their guest was a vampire—he moved in the same
- quiet way Seba did when he was testing Larten’s senses. If a vampire
- wished to sneak up on a human, they could move so silently that detection
- was impossible. But this one had wanted to give Larten a chance.
- ***
- The Saga of Larten Crepsley: Birth of a Killer, Chapter 8
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