This is from "Hunger for the Edge," collected in
Into Dark Waters and available from
The Literary UnderworldAdrien sniffed audibly. "You're bleeding."
"Am I?"
"You are, I can smell it. It's just a small cut. Are you all right?" Adrien sounded very worried. "Did you catch yourself on the car?"
"I'm fine. Do you like the smell?" Zach put his plan into action.
Adrien drew back a little, eyebrows furrowed over sightless eyes. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm on to you." Diplomacy, to Zach, had always been a mealy mouthed way of avoiding the truth.
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