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checking the other bite victims. I’ll let you know if any of them respond.”
    “Thank you,” Aleric told him. He took a step toward the back door, then remembered something. “By the way, that was quick thinking back there with the blood bag. I owe you big time for that.”
    “Don’t mention it,” Gregory replied. “I’ve got your back.”
    That made Aleric smile until another thought occurred to him. He had to go all the way back to the alleys by Dr. Worthen’s house. Even with Dartan’s trench coat, he doubted the vampire would survive such a trip unscathed. He didn’t want to ask, but he also didn’t have a choice. “Uh, Gregory, can I borrow your car?”
    To his surprise, the orderly drew a set of keys from his pocket and tossed them at the werewolf.
    “After earlier, I thought you’d refuse.”
    Gregory shook his head. “We’re still alive. Besides, I’ve driven with scarier drivers.” He tipped his head to indicate Therese when her attention was on cleaning the blood.
    Aleric smiled. “Thanks.”
    Gregory rose to take down the blood-splattered curtain. Aleric wanted to stay and see if Dr. Worthen needed his help; he had to remind himself that he wasn’t a doctor and would be of better use trying to find the goblin that would cure Lilian.
    He found Dartan waiting beside the back door.
    “I thought maybe you’d changed your mind,” the vampire said when he approached.
    “Should I?” Aleric asked.
    Dartan shook his head. “I’ve got things under control again. I just can’t help it sometimes. It’s that instinct, you know?” He flipped up the wide hood on his trench coat and hunched beneath it to hide from the sunlight.
    Aleric led the way to the small blue car. “I’m a werewolf. Instinct is what drives me. But I can’t help worrying if something like that happens while we’re around humans.”
    “The bag filled me up,” Dartan replied. “Besides, we have these.” He indicated the small tranquilizer gun he carried. “If I get out of control, shoot me.” At Aleric’s skeptical look, he grinned, showing his sharp teeth. “You can’t say you’ve never wanted to do that before.”
    “I won’t deny it,” Aleric replied.
    Dartan nodded. “Good. Now it’s my job to make sure that doesn’t happen.”
    “So I should probably carry the gun,” Aleric suggested from the other side of the car.
    Dartan paused with his hand on the door. “No way. I’m the sharpshooter, remember? If you need to shoot me, you can get it from me.”
    “That sounds safe,” Aleric said, sliding onto the driver’s seat.
    “Use your werewolf strength, or whatever mutts like you use,” Dartan said.
    Aleric chose not to point out that Dartan’s hungry vampire strength pushed his werewolf strength to the extreme limits. He put the car into drive as Gregory had directed him and drove slowly out to the street.
    By the time they reached the alley where Aleric had tracked the goblins, Dartan was cursing under his breath. He climbed out of the car and made a show of kissing the extremely dirty pavement.
    He looked up at Aleric. “I’d say I barely made it out of that car alive, but you know, I’m a vampire and all that.”
    Aleric rolled his eyes. “Stand up.”
    Dartan rose to his feet. “I’m just saying that a cyclops behind the steering wheel would have done a better job.”
    “What does a cyclops have to do with anything?” Aleric asked with annoyance in his voice.
    “They don’t have any depth perception,” Dartan replied. “It’s the one-eyed thing. No depth. And they still would have driven better.”
    “It’s not my fault I’ve never driven a car before today,” Aleric pointed out. “Most of the citizens in Blays go out of their way to try to run over werewolves. I usually avoid cars at all costs.”
    Dartan followed him into the next alley. Aleric scanned the walls, his senses alert for any sign of the goblins. He was debating whether to phase to wolf form so that he could