I shrugged. “I’m not sure. That’s the problem. Paul and I figured we’d recognize it when we saw it, but—”

Runner rolled his eyes. “Amateurs! Okay. So if I’ve got this straight, there’s a master vampire in town, messing with everyone. He used some human patsy to do his dirty work and get close to you. You want to know how to find the master, so you’re hoping there’s some clue here. Does that about sum it up?”

I nodded. “Pretty much. We were thinking we might find … I don’t know … something about where he spent time, which might be a clue to where he met Malachai.” As soon as I said it, the whole thing sounded lame and unlikely to work.

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