"This is what you do?" Riley asked bluntly, "You take folks down here and then-?" He didn't finish the question, instead he just nodded back towards the room. He couldn't help feeling a little excited. The silver stunk something awful, but that leather- it wouldn't be so bad to have that on his skin. He'd been hounded all week, and now what he wanted was a little release and the vampire seemed to have the prescription in the palm of his hand. Riley fell silent again, his eyes drifting down and after a while he posed a question in a soft voice, "You got any- collars or anything like that down here?"
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