"Probably the same someone's that were meeting with Cowl," Harry muttered and leaned against the wall with his arms folded over his staff.
"I know someone who can identify your symbols," John said with a grin. "He's in LA, though." He was watching the vampires occasionally, but his gaze kept turning back to Harry. Who was ignoring him. "If it's actually vodou, that is. Vodou's black, though. If he comes an' gets into it, your pet Warden here will have to go off duty."