Andor.
The offer was scintillating. All I had to do was pick from the herd. But there was one thing that held me back. I did not know if I was capable of stopping myself if I started to drink blood.
"There is no need for me to start; it would not end well," I replied.
"Why? It is perfect. All you need to do is fall behind and pick up the last guy," Dafe asked.
"Someone might see me, and it would lead to a stampede," I said.
"There are way more creative ways to go about it, except that you are not interested. I will help you lure some of the men to an isolated area so you won't be spotted." Dafe explained.
"That would be nice," I replied. "What is your genius plan?"
"I have not come up with it yet. I just started thinking." He said.
I sighed. Dafe et his enthusiasm rubbed off on me when he did not have a real plan. "Make it fast."
