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Maloney looked around my room and nodded like he approved of the extravagance surrounding him: the inch-thick carpet with its diamond designs, the half moon flock of the wallpaper, and the antique furniture, polished to a museum quality shine. The two goons he brought with him flanked the door, equally impressed, I could tell by their dropped jaws and roving, wanton eyes. One of them set a briefcase on the floor beside him. Finally Maloney__ eyes found me, and his expression turned from amazement to shock.__ didn__ expect you to be--___ Vampire?_ I asked, feeling the touch of a smile form on my lips.