The audience agreed with him, most of them. Whatever it was, I didn't want to fight anymore. That to brush against another person with his fingertip told him more about that person than most people would ever know. Vampires, some shapeshifters, but not straight humans.
I'd felt it as power before, more metaphor than physical, but this was very, very physical. This night was about murder. Shutting the door was not a good sign either. He started to move away.
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