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As they traveled up the East Side, Sabastian asked, "Did you find out anything of interest?"

"I went over to the Church. It seems that John Paul has come back to the Zionists."

"The vampire zealot returns, how interesting. Thomas was never fond of John Paul," Sabastian responded.

"No, he never was," Sol said. "And I imagine his hatred has grown recently."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because he was the cause of the rift with Elizabeth and, to some extent, the strife within the city."

"Interesting."

"Yes," Sol said. He then went into the story of Thomas' failed attack on the Church.

"So that is what Night was talking about when she called Elizabeth a coward."

"Yes."

"Funny that Night should insult someone for backing down from a fight they could not win. It sounds like the pot is calling the kettle black.

"Did you learn anything else of interest?"

Sol thought for a little bit, and then said, "Not really." He didn't know why, but he felt that he shouldn't tell Sabastian about his discussion with John Paul. "What did you find out?" he asked Sabastian.

"That Elizabeth has stored just about everything I own and you can, if you would, have someone come get it at your earliest convenience."

"I'll have my man arrange for it to be picked up tomorrow if it is possible."

The rest of the ride was relatively quiet. When they arrived at the house, it was fully lit.

"It looks like we have furniture," Sol said, as they got out of the car.

"So it does," Sabastian replied.

When they walked into the house, Susan was already running toward the door. She leaped into Sabastian's arms just as he stepped through the door. "Come see my room! Come see my room!" she yelled gleefully.

"Certainly, my dear," he said to Susan. To Mary, who had been following behind Susan, and Sol he said, "If you will excuse me."

After they left, Mary said, "He hides all of his emotions but the one."

Sol answered, "I don't think he could hide the love he feels for the little girl even if he wanted to."

"Well, I'll give him the grand tour later, not that I think he'll care."

"He probably won't, but don't take it personally," Sol said as they walked into the living room. As they entered, Claudia turned to look at Sol. Her eyes went wide and she dropped to her knees praying.

"What on Earth is she doing?" Mary asked.

"Praying."

"I can see that," she shot at him, "but why?"

"I haven't the faintest idea, why don't you try asking her," Sol said sarcastically.


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