Blood Files

The Road Runner rumbled to a stop in a small gravel parking lot not far from Harry's front door. He didn't want to advertise just in case anyone was watching last night from any vantage point. Eric was always caution, ever watchful, but since Harry's reaction to the room, he was a vigilant post guard.

He opened the car door for Harry, not that Harry had a chance to do it himself. Eric moved fast and wanted to move faster. He knew nothing was chasing at their heels other than time. Tomorrow night would be difficult at best. Eric wanted to meet it head on and be done with it.

"Shall I carry you?" He smirked.