“They were gone. They'd come for her, but she'd missed them and she was never going to get home again.When she finally turned toward the door to the apartment once more, she saw that Lucien had dragged himself from the bed. He was braced in the door frame, his dark skin bleached of color.”

“They were gone. They'd come for her, but she'd missed them and she was never going to get home again.When she finally turned toward the door to the apartment once more, she saw that Lucien had dragged himself from the bed. He was braced in the door frame, his dark skin bleached of color.”

“They were gone. They'd come for her, but she'd missed them and she was never going to get home again.When she finally turned toward the door to the apartment once more, she saw that Lucien had dragged himself from the bed. He was braced in the door frame, his dark skin bleached of color.”