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"Where is Austin?" I ask Erin as I collapse against the couch.
Erin pauses his furious typing to look over at us, one look is all it takes for him to grimace.
"That bad?"
I snort at the same time Abby curses. Erin winces at our responses.
"What happened?"
I know Abby would not want to relive that, after all she was pretty angry at John.
"Told us to get out. He did not even want to see us. At all. He got so angry and said a couple of things. If you saw how purple his face turned in anger, or how taunt his veins were as they made their presence known on his face."
I rest my head against the cool of the couch. Grateful for the air conditioning we had. I felt my face start to cool against the leather material of the couch.
"Do you think he will act that way with the snake tattoo guy?"
I shrug limply.
"Maybe. He said he wants nothing to do with our kind. But tattoo guy is human."
