Man at War – Excerpt No. 101

20 December 2025

“I figure in a week or so the hotel’s gate will be active.”

Grace was implying the model should be shipped off when give her an opportunity. I’m not sure that dropping her off in a big city after nearly being served as the main course would be setting her up for success.

“I’m not following,” Evelyn said.

Grace smiled, a mischievous little smile that hinted at her true vampire nature. She’s been buttering me up for this.

a cinematic nighttime photo of a wide-eyed young woman with rosy cheeks and curly brown hair, dressed in a long flannel coat and worn boots, stepping off a steam train at a bustling Canadian city station in 1915, her bright green eyes gazing upward in awe at the towering cityscape, surrounded by thick smoke and fog, with old-fashioned street lamps and horse-drawn carriages in the background, captured in a warm and nostalgic photography style with muted earth tones and deep shadows, the woman's face illuminated by the soft glow of a nearby lamp post, her skin a smooth porcelain complexion with a few light freckles across her nose.

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