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A sound turned me towards the door。 Jean…Claude glided into the room； his robe tied tight now； like a signal that he was ready to get down to business He was alone。
〃Where's Micah？〃 I asked。
〃Jason has taken him to get some clothing。 They should be able to find something that will fit him。〃
〃Who is in this coffin？〃 I'd almost said； what； but I was betting it was a vampire； just not like one I'd ever sensed before。
His face was already careful； neutral。 〃I would think； ma petite； that you have enough to be concerned over with Damian？〃
〃You know and I know that I am not moving until I know who's in here。〃
He sighed。 〃Yes； I know。〃 He actually looked down at the floor； as if he were tired； and because his face showed nothing； the gesture looked half…finished； like bad acting。 But I knew that for him to be working so hard at keeping anything off his face； only to let his body betray him meant he was very unhappy。 Which meant that I was really not going to like the answer。
〃Who； Jean…Claude？〃
〃Gretchen；〃 he said； finally meeting my eyes。 His face told me nothing； the one word empty。
Once upon a time Gretchen had tried to kill me because she wanted Jean…Claude for herself。 〃When did she get back in town？〃
〃Back？〃 He gave it that little lilt that made it a question。
〃Don't be coy； Jean…Claude。 She came back to town still out for my blood； and you put her in here； so when？〃
His face became like a sculpture； except with less movement in it。 He was hiding as much of himself as he could； and the shields were like armor。 〃I say again； ma petite； she had gone nowhere。〃
〃What's that supposed to mean？〃
He looked at me with that perfect face； so unreadable。 〃It means that from the moment you watched me put her in the coffin in my office at Guilty Pleasures； she has always been here。〃
I blinked； frowned； opened my mouth； closed it； tried again； failed。 I must have looked like a landed fish； because I couldn't think of a damn thing to say。 He just stood there； not helping。
I found my voice； and it was breathy。 〃You're saying that Gretchen has been in a coffin for two； no three years？〃
He just looked at me。 He'd stopped breathing。 There was no sense of movement to him at all； as if； if I looked away I'd never find him again； he'd be invisible。
〃Answer me； damn it！ Has she been in a coffin for three years？〃
He gave the smallest of nods。
〃Jesus； Jesus。〃 I paced the room； because if I didn't do something physical； I was going to hit him or start screaming。 I finally ended up standing in front of him； hands in fists at my sides。 〃You bastard。〃 My voice was a hoarse whisper； squeezed out of my throat because to do anything else would have had me ranting at him。
〃She tried to kill my human servant； who I also loved。 Most masters would have simply killed her。〃
〃That would have been better than this；〃 I said； voice still a hissing whisper。
〃I doubt Gretchen would agree。〃
〃Let's open the coffin and see；〃 I said。
He shook his head。 〃Not tonight； ma petite。 I knew you would feel this way； and we can try and release her； though I have poor hope for it。〃
〃What's that supposed to mean？〃
〃She was not the most stable of women when she went in。 This will not have strengthened her grasp of reality。〃
〃How could you have done this to her？〃
〃I told you before； ma petite； she earned her punishment。〃
〃Not three years；〃 I said。 My voice was beginning to sound normal again。 I wasn't going to hit him； great。
〃Three years for nearly killing you。 I could leave her in for three more years； and it would not be punishment enough。〃
〃I'm not going to argue whether the punishment was justified or excessive； or anything。 All I can say is that I want her out of there。 I won't let her stay in there another night。 There's barely anything left now。〃
He glanced at the coffin。 〃You have not opened it； how do you know what is inside？〃
〃I wanted to know how Damian was。 I used a little magic to explore what was inside both coffins。〃
〃And what did you discover？〃 he asked。
〃That my necromancy recognizes Damian。 That Damian isn't there。 It's like his personality is missing。 Whatever made him； him； is missing。〃
Jean…Claude nodded。 〃With the vampires that are not master strength and never will be； it is often the Master of the City； or their creator； that enables them to exist as strong presences。 Cut off from that； they often fade。〃
Fade； he called it； like he was talking about curtains that had been in sunlight too long； instead of a living being。 Well； a sort…of…living being。
〃Well； Gretchen is way past faded。 There's almost nothing left。 We leave her in even one more night and she may not be there。〃
〃She cannot die。〃
〃Maybe not； but the damage 。。。 〃 I shook my head。 〃We have to get her out now； tonight； or we might as well put a bullet in her。〃
〃Leave Damian in for one more night； and I will agree to release Gretchen。〃
〃No；〃 I said。 〃Damian is like one of those feral vamps。 The longer he's like this； the greater the likelihood that he'll never be anything else。〃
〃Do you really believe that one more night will damage him irreparably？〃 Jean…Claude asked。
〃I don't know； but I know that if I wait until tomorrow night to get him out and the damage is permanent； I'll always wonder if that one extra night made the difference。〃
〃Then we have a problem； ma petite。 A hot bath is being run now in preparation for one released vampire。 We only have one place suitable here at the Circus for such a recovery。〃
〃Why a bath？〃 I asked。
〃They must be brought back to life； to warmth。 The process must be done carefully； or the risk is one of true death。〃
〃Wait a minute。 A vamp can be in the coffin locked away forever and never die； but getting them out can kill them？ That doesn't make sense。〃
〃They have adjusted to the coffin； ma petite。 To bring them out after a length of time is a shock to their system。 I have seen vampires die of it。〃
I knew he wouldn't lie； he was too unhappy about having to say it。 〃So we throw them both in the same tub； no big。〃
〃But it is a big； ma petite。 The attention and power needed to bring one back must not be divided between them。 It will take all that I have to bring one at a time back。 I cannot divide my efforts without risking them both。〃
〃I know that you made Gretchen； but you didn't make Damian。 His ties to you as Master of the City broke when he became mine； so you aren't his master in any way。 I am。〃
〃Yes；〃 he said。
〃Then isn't it my job to bring Damian back my mystical connection with him； not yours？〃
〃If you were truly his master； another vampire； I would agree。 But you are； for all your talents； still human。 There are things you cannot do for him； and there are many things you will not know to do for him。〃
〃Like what？〃
He shook his head。 〃It is a plex process； requiring specialized skills。〃
〃And you have those skills；〃 I said。
〃Do not sound so skeptical； ma petite。 I was part of our mistress's emergency 。。。 crew；〃 he said。 〃She would punish others and we would be left to deal with the aftermath。 It was often her way。〃
〃We？〃 I asked。
〃Asher and myself。〃
〃So Asher knows how to do this；〃 I