Libros de Novela Negra- Policiaca
"I see...," said the vampire, and slowly he walked across the room to the window. For a long time, he stood there, looking out at Divisadero Street. The boy could see the room more clearly now: a round table, some chairs, a mirror. He put his briefcase on the table and waited. "How much tape do you have, young man?" asked the vampire, turning to the boy. "Is there enough for the story of a life?" "Yes, if it's a good life. Sometimes I interview three or four people a night, if I'm lucky. But it should be a good story." "It's a good story," the vampire said. "I would like to tell you the story of my life. I would really like to do that." "Great," said the boy. Quickly, he took out a small tape recorder from his briefcase and checked the batteries. "I really want to hea...