Blood Files

Eric road shotgun as the road runner pulled up before the Nightshade Inn. The famous vampire hotel was located in Chicago’s lucrative Loop. He pointed towards valet parking and waited for the human door man to open his car door. His face was smooth as glass and bored as watching grass grow. He waited for Harry until he walked in the front door.

The Nightshade Inn was an exclusive hotel and it showed it. Marble counters and floor, stained wooden walls and crystal lighting fixtures screamed luxury. No one looked at anyone else. A small group of rent-a-bite humans waited in the sitting area of the lobby. A couple of vampires walked through on the way to the bar holding hands.

He walked past the front counter to the row of elevators. He pressed the button for the suite level. He folded his hands together and watched the numbers over the closed lift doors light. “Only the best for Pam.”