"Her name is Veronica. I don't know her last name, she never told me. Even if she had, it would probably be a lie."
Derek sighed and cast his gaze upward, wracking his brain. "I don't know how many are really dead. But there is one lead." He grabbed the receipt pad and pen, and scribbled an address.
"I tried infiltrating this ring of...I guess you would call it organized crime? They wanted me to hurt a young girl. I helped her escape." It might have been a mistake telling a federal agent this, because surely she would find out about the dead body left in the vampire's wake. Could it be deemed self-defense?