There were far too many people for Vlad's liking. Kane, Luca, and now some stranger whose voice sounded vaguely familiar. For one of the first times in is life he allowed himself to be led to a chair and sat, his shivering beginning to fade away.
He didn't want to think about an investigation, about police coming and sticking their nose into all this. He doubted they would be able to make the connection to murders occurring halfway across the world, but he didn't want the hassle.
"You believe me." At least there was one person who would believe him. Kane wouldn't turn against him... he wouldn't fall for Emil's treachery. "Thank you."
Vlad turned his head towards the newest arrival, a dark-haired young woman who he didn't recognize. He assumed she was just another curious bystander, and he wanted her to go away. "She fell into a well," he responded, his voice hollow.