Mitchell wasn't always the quickest person to catch on, but he remembered that Samandriel had made some sort of bargain with Carrick regarding his grace.
The vampire studied the photo, squinting a little as he scrutinized it. "How do you know it's real and he has it? How do you know it's not faked somehow?"
His nose wrinkled in distaste. "Where does a vampire find an angel's grace anyway? Is there a market for that sort of thing?"