The Breed Page #4

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One of Orlock's patients?

No idea. His appointment book

is missing.

Sewage.

Is there a way to the sewers?

There's a drain down in the basement,

I think.

The superintendent,

he can tell you more.

But I tell you:

If the killer got in that way, he

must be some kind of Olympic acrobat.

So, is this Orlock one of you?

Yes.

When were you gonna tell me?

- Orlock didn't kill that poor girl.

- Why not?

He's one of Cross' strongest

supporters. He has no motive.

Something you'll learn...

...sometimes being a sick f***

is all the motive you need.

Hello?

Anybody home?

There's a book in the fire!

Aaron, where the f*** are you?

Sh*t! Sh*t! Aaron!

Get the book!

F***.

Come on, let's take this a**hole!

- He's gone.

- All that was for nothing?

Not quite nothing.

It was him. The one who killed Phil.

Are you sure?

Your senses are heightened, right?

Did you recognize him?

- His smell? Anything?

- No.

The odour of burning flesh

overpowered everything else.

There are pages missing.

He was...

...ripping them out...

...and burning them individually...

...till he heard you coming

and threw the whole book in.

The leather protected it.

Most of the interior is intact.

Appointment next week.

"Albert P. 52." Who's Albert P.?

- He wasn't planning on disappearing.

- No. Exactly the opposite.

- Any meetings today?

- Lucy Westenra.

Somebody you know?

Thanks.

For what?

For saving my life.

Just doing my job.

If somebody saves your life,

don't act like it's nothing.

Wouldn't be human.

You're supposed to say something.

- Supposed to give him his props.

- Props?

- What is " props"?

- Proper respect.

R- E-S-P-E-C-T.

Ah, respect.

That's a big-ass house.

What is " big-ass"?

Excuse me.

It's time for his medicine.

What, the f***ing cat's a vampire?

They're born killers, Lucy.

If you provoke them, they'll

act on their natural instincts.

I doubt your friend

finds that attitude reassuring.

You could say the same about us.

You're Steven Grant, aren't you?

The man who's going to save us

from ourselves.

Your name was in Orlock's book.

He's my therapist. I have a session.

When is the last time

you spoke to him?

When I made the appointment.

What do you know about

the dead girl in his apartment?

I didn't know there was one.

You don't sound surprised.

I didn't think this was a social call.

You think Orlock is your rogue?

Ridiculous. He has no motive.

I love the way everybody talks about

motive like it's a big mystery.

He got tired of decaf,

felt like sucking real blood.

Maybe he invited you

for a taste of the real thing.

I don't suck human blood,

Detective Grant.

And if I did, would I rob

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