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City of Blood

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Victor stands outside of a club. According to Drew, this is the place. Behind drunks and closed doors, there was supposed to be dealers. Dealers and murderers.

Drew said he had bought blood here before. The PD could easily bust the place if they wanted to, but they said the word of one filthy bloodsucker wasn't enough for them.

And Drew wouldn't go back in. The weasel said it was too dangerous, and wasn't part of the bargain. So be it. Victor wanted to handle this personally anyway.

Doing his best to look like a degenerate jackass, Victor walked inside.

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