Daniel stared at the door of the Dingo as it closed with a soft click. Jesse tossed him a roll of duct tape and they methodically sealed every seam, chink, and cranny where light might enter. The Dingo was basically impermeable, but it didn’t seem like the moment to take any chances. Inside, he knew, the vamps were cocooning themselves in as much of the gear as they’d been able to spare from the packs brought from Rex’s apartment. 

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