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Since you have presented yourself to the Prince," Alexander says, "you may hunt. Not here—the Viper is Prince Lettow's—but I can provide you with good, quiet places. I provide this service, not for your sake, but so you do not embarrass our Prince. But this is only for tonight, understand. There have been accidents in Tucson, and the Prince will not trust you to wander freely night after night."

He rattles off a long list of nightclubs, bars, halfway homes, kill shelters, blood banks, and hospitals. His knowledge is encyclopedic, precise, and up to date, and his warnings are invaluable.

There's some kind of dispute in the parking lot down below: three women yelling at a guy. Dove gestures, and two heavies head downstairs to sort it out.