Jander had wanted to tear every limb from Dennis' body and then do it over and over again. But, he paused. Not because of Dennis' threat - it was idle and foolish, of course Dennis would say that, his back was up against the wall, quite literally too.
No. Dennis was Jander's only connection to the vampire world in Britain at the moment. It was a connection he couldn't break - not yet.
Jander playfully slapped Dennis' face. "Come on bloke," he said as he started to walk on, holding a cigarette out for the fellow vampire.