Oh, and didn't he sound so indignant? As if she was the only one here who'd been pinned beneath the cross of attempted murder for wrongfully abusing the young ladies of Bellum. Come now, Mr. Glass, Vaughn wasn't going to buy that broken steed.
And, if he really wasn't one to sway toward the forked path of violence.. well, why the hell not? Bellum was just to place for such a thing! The constrictions of morality and so-called sanity and even governmental officials were unable to reach within these walls with their cold, clammy fingers. This was the place to misbehave. The was the place to be wily.
This lot was rife with injustice, let them judge every last body.
"Have you not heard of me, yourself, Mr. Glass?" The idea came to her suddenly, and indeed the question seemed to spawn on the moment, as if she'd originally planned to ask something else entirely. Vaughn had not seen her name mentioned in the forum lately, no warnings to the newcomers, nothing. Had the vampire kept his word, then? Had he kept her "return" a secret?