down the way they had last night…
But was it really the right way? Elena clamped one hand over the
other and saw, judging by foxlight, that they needed to head off to the
right.
“WHAT ARE THOSE CELLS TO THE RIGHT OF US? HOW
DO WE GET THERE?” she shouted to the young vampire gentleman
next to her.
“That’s Isolation and Mentally Disturbed,” the vampire gentleman
shouted back. “Don’t go that way.”
“I have to! Do I need a key?”
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“Yes, but—”
“Do you have a key?”
“Yes, but—”
“Give it to me now!”
“I can’t do that,” he wailed in a way that reminded her of Bonnie at
her most difficult.
“All right. Sage!”
“Madame?”
“Send Talon back to peck this man’s eyes out. He won’t give me
the key to Stefan’s ward!”
“As good as done, Madame!”
“W-wait! I cha-changed my mind. Here’s the key!” The vampire
fished through a ring of keys and handed one to her.
It looked like the other keys on his ring. Too much alike, Elena’s
suspicious mind said.
“Sage!”
“Madame!”
“Can you wait till I pass with Saber? I want him to tear the
you-know-what off this guy if he’s lied to me.”
“Of course, Madame!”
“W-w-w-wait,” gasped the vampire. It was clear that he was
completely terrified. “I m