Finish it. I'd argued that I didn't need or want guards, but just as I'd made the call about Primo and Lisandro, so Jean-Claude had given his orders about this before he got carried away on stage. There's going to come a time between us when I'm going to ask you to do something and you won't say that. It took me a second to remember that Brandon was Nathaniel's stage name.
Owen must have taken that for a good sign, because he was suddenly draped around Nathaniel like some kind of tall, thin fashion accessory. Her voice was even, just a little tight, as if she were gearing up to do her job, and she'd have less qualms than I would about that job. My voice came soft, half-strangled with the needs I was fighting. The building still had vacancies, but was mostly full.
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