Slowly King lowered the gun. He knew his name. Then again he was pretty well known among certain vampires. Still, he didn’t seem like much of a threat. Yet. Hannibal nodded.
“That’s me….” Before asking for the vampires name King looked him over. He knew a little bit about the Reapers. Danica had fiddled with their work, importing the virus into dogs and other animals. All in her failed search for permanent sun block. The scar running from lip to chin made it click. “Nomak.”
While he was never a fan of working with vampires, he was a fan of anyone that hated them as much as he did. From what he caught through their previous chats via the world wide web, Nomak hated them as much as King did.
Turning back to the door King put his heavy boot to work. He kicked the door forcing it open with a spray of splinters as the door frame cracked and shattered. “After you.” Hannibal gave a mock bow and waved his impromptu partner through the door. Once again both guns were in his hands as he started through the door