“What did you do to my friend?” demanded Buster to Little Tonshi Ashokan.
She laughs, but not in a good way. “I turned her into what she really is. A clown. She will always be clowned. That’s how it is.”
They watched her continuously sway back and forth for a while, then Buster said: “What do I do with her?”
“Up to you.”
Another pause. “We were going to Ratcliff.”
“I know now. Nasty place. *Your* kind of place. What do we do with *you*?” She hesitated, then added: “… murderer.”
“Long time in the past,” Buster excused himself. “Been abiding by the ‘Book of Blood’ since then.”
“You killed me. You killed *me*.”
Buster remained unrattled. “What happened to your fangs? Did you have them removed?”


