"I see that knowledge is power. And it's knowledge that I have and power that you seek." Drusilla let him pull her close, she very readily sunk against him, eyes closed as she slid her arms around him and whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. "Hell's coming. Hell's all around us. Here in L.A., it's coming."

She was trembling, but only slightly, her grip on him loosening, until she pulled back so her hands could run through her own hair again. "You can be so much, if you let me. So much more than just dead. Do you want more than death, Lindsey?"