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ect of Beau's wrath.
Decker was a big guy, 6'4" at least. The height alone made
him look formidable, but adding to the menace was the sheer
muscle you could see bulking under his leather jacket and tight
blue jeans. It's hard for a man that tall to build up so big,
and I knew he must have spent a lot of time at the gym to do it.
"Damn. Who unlocked the booby hatch and let him out?" Beau
growled. "You'd think they'd fit a vampire hunter for nice a
straight jacket. It's a damn shame I couldn't have shown up for
day court to press that attempted murder charge..."
I turned to eye him with astonishment. "Attempted murder?
He tried to kill YOU? Anyway, what's the problem? Big as he is,
you're at least twenty times stronger."
"Sure. At night. Thing is, Decker doesn't come around at
night. He waits until daylight and sneaks up on you. I woke up
one day a year ago just in time to see ol' Deck coming at me with
a hammer and stake. It was all I could do to get out of there
without getting two feet of wood shoved somewhere painful. If
the hotel manager hadn't seen us going at it and called the
cops..." Beau shook his head and sighed. "That psychiatrist
swore he'd be locked up for at least a couple of years, so I
didn't go after him later. Guess that w
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