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Eph came over, noticing Zack and Setrakian together and sensing that something personal had passed between them.
Zack’s hand went deep into his knife pocket, but he said nothing.
“There is a paper bag in the front seat of the van,” said Setrakian. “It contains a sandwich. You must keep strong.”
Zack said, “Not bologna again.”
“My apologies,” said Setrakian, “but it was on special the last time I went to market. This is the last of it. I put on some nice mustard. Also there are two good Drake’s Cakes in the bag. You might enjoy one and then bring the other back for me.”
Zack nodded, his father tousling his hair as he went to the rear exit. “Lock the van doors when you get in there, okay?”
“I know…”
Eph watched him go, seeing him climb inside the passenger door of the van parked right outside. To Setrakian, Eph said, “You okay?”
“I am well enough. Here. I have something for you.”
Eph received a lacquered wooden case. He opened the top, revealing a Glock in clean condition save for where the serial number had been filed off. Around it were five magazines of ammunition wedged into gray foam.
Eph said, “This would appear to be highly illegal.”
“And highly useful. Those are silver bullets, mind you. Specially made.”
Eph lifted the weapon out of the box, turning so that there was no chance of Zack seeing him. “I feel like the Lone Ranger.”
“He had the right idea, didn’t he? But what he didn’t have was expanding tips. These bullets will fragment inside the body, burst. One shot anywhere in the trunk of a strigoi should do the trick.”
The presentation had about it a hint of ceremony. Eph said, “Maybe Fet should have one.”
“Vasiliy likes the nail gun. He is more manually inclined.”
“And you like the sword.”
“It is best to stay with what one is accustomed to, in times of trouble such as these.” Nora came over, drawn by the strange sight of the gun. “I have another, medium-length silver dagger I think would suit you perfectly, Dr. Martinez.”
She nodded, both hands in her pockets. “It’s the only kind of jewelry I want just now.”
Eph returned his weapon to the case, closing the top. This question was easier with Nora here. “What do you think happened up on that rooftop?” he asked Setrakian. “With the Master surviving the sun? Does it mean it is different from the rest?”
“Without doubt, it is different. It is their progenitor.”
Nora said, “Right. Okay. And so we know—painfully well—how subsequent generations of vampires are created. Through stinger infection and such. But who created the first? And how?”
“Right,” said Eph. “How can the chicken come before the egg?”
“Indeed,” said Setrakian, pulling his wolf’s-head-handled walking stick from the wall, leaning on it for support. “I believe the secret to all of this lies in the Master’s making.”
Nora said, “What secret?”
“The key to his undoing.”
They were silent for a moment, absorbing this. Eph said, “Then—you know something.”
Setrakian said, “I have a theory, which has been substantiated, at least in part, by what we witnessed on that rooftop. But I do not wish to be wrong, for it would sidetrack us, and as we all know, time is sand now and the hourglass is no longer being turned by human hands.”
Nora said, “If sunlight didn’t destroy it, then silver probably won’t either.”
“Its host body can be maimed and even killed,” said Setrakian. “Ephraim succeeded in cutting it. But no, you are correct. We cannot assume that silver alone will be enough.”
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