"Malaysia," he answered shortly. "There'd been a rash of killings on the mainland and we spent two months tracking down the jenglot--they're like a cross between Chucky and a vamp. Little bloodsuckers are vicious, and they're kept by people on the island. Kind of complicated things when we're trying to kill somebody's pet. I heard about what happened, but the Agency wouldn't let me pull out of that mission and come to yours. If I'd had the balls then I had now, I'd have left. I'm sorry." He slid out of his side of the cab, and sprinted around to open the door for Buffy.