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"What about Sabitini?"
"You mean the magician?"
"He raised zombies as part of his act, and hehad vampires that did his bidding. I've read eyewitness accounts of it."
"First, he died in 1880. A little before my time. Second, the vampires were just dupes who went along with him. It was a way for vampires who would have normally been killed on sight to walk freely among the people. Sabitini and his pet vampires, they called them."
"No one's ever proved that he was a fraud, Anita."
"Fine, but he's dead and he didn't leave any diaries behind."
"Raise him and ask," Larry said.
I stared at him long enough that I had to hit the brakes fast to keep from ramming a car in front of me. "What did you say?"
"Raise Sabitini and find out if he could raise vampires like you can. He's just a little over a hundred years dead. You've raised zombies a lot older than that."
"You missed the case last year where a vaudun priestess had raised a necromancer. The zombie got completely out of control and started killing people."
"You've told me about it, but the priestess didn't know what he was. If you knew going in, you could take precautions."
"No," I said.
"Why not?" he said.
I opened my mouth, closed it, because I didn't have a good answer. "I don't approve of raising the dead for curiosity's sake. You know how much money I've been offered to raise dead celebrities?"
"I'd still like to know what really happened to Marilyn Monroe," he said.
"When her family comes and asks, maybe I'll do it. But I am not raising the poor woman because a tabloid waved money at our boss."
"Waved a lot of money at our boss," Larry said. "Enough money that he sent Jamison out to try it. He couldn't raise her. Too long dead without a bigger sacrifice."
I shook my head. "Jamison is a weenie."
"Everyone else at Animators Inc. turned it down."
"Including you," I said.
He shrugged. "I might raise her and ask how she died, but not in front of cameras. The poor woman was hounded alive. Dead, she's still being hounded. Doesn't seem fair."
"You're a good guy, Larry."
"Not good enough to know that vampires burn to ash and skeletal remains are human."
"Don't start, Larry. It's just experience. I should have told you before you went out today. Truthfully, you're getting so good at the job, I didn't think to tell you."
"You assumed I knew?" he said.
"Yeah."
"I have noticed the daily lectures have been in short supply lately. I used to take more notes at work with you than I ever did in college.
"What about Sabitini?"
"You mean the magician?"
"He raised zombies as part of his act, and hehad vampires that did his bidding. I've read eyewitness accounts of it."
"First, he died in 1880. A little before my time. Second, the vampires were just dupes who went along with him. It was a way for vampires who would have normally been killed on sight to walk freely among the people. Sabitini and his pet vampires, they called them."
"No one's ever proved that he was a fraud, Anita."
"Fine, but he's dead and he didn't leave any diaries behind."
"Raise him and ask," Larry said.
I stared at him long enough that I had to hit the brakes fast to keep from ramming a car in front of me. "What did you say?"
"Raise Sabitini and find out if he could raise vampires like you can. He's just a little over a hundred years dead. You've raised zombies a lot older than that."
"You missed the case last year where a vaudun priestess had raised a necromancer. The zombie got completely out of control and started killing people."
"You've told me about it, but the priestess didn't know what he was. If you knew going in, you could take precautions."
"No," I said.
"Why not?" he said.
I opened my mouth, closed it, because I didn't have a good answer. "I don't approve of raising the dead for curiosity's sake. You know how much money I've been offered to raise dead celebrities?"
"I'd still like to know what really happened to Marilyn Monroe," he said.
"When her family comes and asks, maybe I'll do it. But I am not raising the poor woman because a tabloid waved money at our boss."
"Waved a lot of money at our boss," Larry said. "Enough money that he sent Jamison out to try it. He couldn't raise her. Too long dead without a bigger sacrifice."
I shook my head. "Jamison is a weenie."
"Everyone else at Animators Inc. turned it down."
"Including you," I said.
He shrugged. "I might raise her and ask how she died, but not in front of cameras. The poor woman was hounded alive. Dead, she's still being hounded. Doesn't seem fair."
"You're a good guy, Larry."
"Not good enough to know that vampires burn to ash and skeletal remains are human."
"Don't start, Larry. It's just experience. I should have told you before you went out today. Truthfully, you're getting so good at the job, I didn't think to tell you."
"You assumed I knew?" he said.
"Yeah."
"I have noticed the daily lectures have been in short supply lately. I used to take more notes at work with you than I ever did in college.