Vampire: The Masquerade: Blood Doll Anthology
Dec 1, 2025 · 5 min · 4 segments
William is written by Alicia E. Goranson and read by Soleil Golden. Transcript: Joshua did whatever his clients asked of him – refurbish existing properties or rebuild them from scratch. He was trying…
Joshua did whatever his clients asked of him, refurbish existing properties or rebuild them from scratch.
The islanders were always looking to expand or rebuild their domiciles, which could cost hundreds of thousands of 1960s dollars for the level of modern they wanted.
His company, Farrington Builders, had a good crew who had worked together for a decade, starting with Northside Homes and moving to the big leagues as soon as they had the credentials.
Joshua never visited the clients outside of a job site, though.
Not in their clubs or their bars or their social venues.
He knew what they wanted him for.
But with the cash he was pulling in, he was planning to visit these places someday as a paying customer.
Which is why he found it extremely odd when a new client asked for two very strange things.
One was a mansion on an existing property in Queen Anne, and the second was that all of its windows were to be facades, and done in a very old style, long out of fashion.
The client, William, was very insistent, though.
As modern as he would allow it, explained George, the manager of William's companies.
William also wanted a strict timetable for the work so he would know the exact night he could move in.
William and George already had lavish properties on Mercer Island, and it made little sense they'd also want Queen Anne housing on properties that did not even have a view of Puget Sound.
Every businessman was grabbing waterfront property, but Joshua knew better than to question old money.
After a week of finagling with the architect, Joshua began demolition at the site of the new mansion.
The teardown was witnessed by the neighbors, who brought their children to watch the old church stripped to the bones and toppled.
It had undergone some hard times, and had been rewarded for its perseverance with enough cash to be rebuilt elsewhere, miles away to the north.
Seattle was near impossible to travel around without a car, but the old church had been there for citizens without cars.
Joshua expected to find paint on his own car for doing this job, but fortunately enough, he never did.
It had been hard to retain the church after the parish minister had died that summer, and now dealing with this horrid, windowless mansion was quite another.
Joshua did whatever his clients asked of him, refurbish existing properties or rebuild them from scratch.
The islanders were always looking to expand or rebuild their domiciles, which could cost hundreds of thousands of 1960s dollars for the level of modern they wanted.
His company, Farrington Builders, had a good crew who had worked together for a decade, starting with Northside Homes and moving to the big leagues as soon as they had the credentials.
Joshua never visited the clients outside of a job site, though.
Not in their clubs or their bars or their social venues.
He knew what they wanted him for.
But with the cash he was pulling in, he was planning to visit these places someday as a paying customer.
Which is why he found it extremely odd when a new client asked for two very strange things.
One was a mansion on an existing property in Queen Anne, and the second was that all of its windows were to be facades, and done in a very old style, long out of fashion.
The client, William, was very insistent, though.
As modern as he would allow it, explained George, the manager of William's companies.
William also wanted a strict timetable for the work so he would know the exact night he could move in.
William and George already had lavish properties on Mercer Island, and it made little sense they'd also want Queen Anne housing on properties that did not even have a view of Puget Sound.
Every businessman was grabbing waterfront property, but Joshua knew better than to question old money.
After a week of finagling with the architect, Joshua began demolition at the site of the new mansion.
The teardown was witnessed by the neighbors, who brought their children to watch the old church stripped to the bones and toppled.
It had undergone some hard times, and had been rewarded for its perseverance with enough cash to be rebuilt elsewhere, miles away to the north.
Seattle was near impossible to travel around without a car, but the old church had been there for citizens without cars.
Joshua expected to find paint on his own car for doing this job, but fortunately enough, he never did.
It had been hard to retain the church after the parish minister had died that summer, and now dealing with this horrid, windowless mansion was quite another.
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