Book 1: Something Stinks (2)

Rafe

“We gather blood several times a day. Not from the same people, of course, but we find when we rotate their schedules, it helps us to produce better quality blood, and the feeders aren’t as worn down.”

Jerim leads me inside to what looks more like a medical clinic than the residential part of the quarters we were in a bit ago. It’s still pleasant and cheerful here, with pastel colors on the walls and floor, plenty of art, and comfortable furniture. Bright windows let in plenty of light. But it’s definitely got a more serious tone to it than the other part of the feeders’ quarters.

Several people wearing lab coats go in and out of small room where I assume the blood is collected. Jerim follows one of them inside. “Good morning, Brenda. Would you and your patient mind if the prince and I observe?”

“Good morning.” Brenda greets both of us with a kind smile. She looks young, maybe about thirty, but I have an idea she’s much older than that.