James didn't even stop what he was doing when Anya teleported into the room.
Her presence in his study was as natural as the ticking clock on his wall.
Only she had the privilege of ignoring all protocols to get to him directly.
They had been through thick and thin together and had built the vampire community in this city to what it was with their own hands.
She deserved much more.
He however, stopped what he was doing to look up when she crossed the room in quick strides.
He frowned. Coupled with the tense look on her face, something was up.
This was incredibly out of character for her.
"We have a problem." She said, coming to stand in front of him.
"I just heard from my contacts in Decapolis." She said frantically. "The guys at the Ark are making enquiries into Faewall. They're now watching us."
James's eyes widened and he shot up from his chair. "You're sure?" He asked. "You're completely sure."
