"Why don't you just tell me where it's at, and I won't have to keep hitting you."
Alyx chuckled.
"You call that hitting? Ok, I'll play along. Oh, no! Please don't hit me again…" the sarcasm was dripping.
"Your sister had a page from a text that was studied by Beckett himself. It has the details of a Blood Rite that will allow me to control any Gangrel I wish. I don't know why it came into Verena's possession, but when she was killed, it was never found. You are the only one it could have been given to."
"Can you tell me what it looks like? I mean, does it look like a recipe? 'Martha Stewart's Quick Meals for the Undead'? "
"I don't know what it looks like, you little twit," Deevers said. She was beginning to raise her voice, losing her calm. "I've never seen it."
"Well, I don't know, then. Verena had a lot of junk that she left laying around. I've got boxes and crates of stuff that might be hers. Want me to go home and get it? 'Cause I'll come right back…"
Deevers smacked the blonde woman again.
"Let's start again, shall we?"