Well, to say that I have not been beating up pretty well would be a lie, but that is not my immediate concern as I head out the door to find the first phone that I can.
So as I step into this godawful mansion that this man called home, I hear a scuffle in what appears to be the kitchen. Arming myself again, I sneak my head around the corner, and much to my relief, it is a goddamn cat that is going about eating what seems to be what is leftover from one of Vladamir's victims.
Pushing aside the fact that a goddamn Vampire shall keep such a pet, I move towards where I can remember his study is. And as I finally find it, I am much relieved to find a phone on his desk.
In little less than a few seconds, I am dialing the number, and well, "This better be good" is the greeting that I find on the other side.
So only with a soft chuckle, "Connor, now that is not the way to talk to a friend."
