Vampire clubs, locations, warehouses. They weren’t so difficult to find when you got the right contacts on the streets and when they thought you were just a cute, little girl who wouldn’t harm a fly. Seth had smiled and nodded after giving them free bouquets of flowers.
When she reached the new place she had to research, it was too late. Damn. The stench of blood and rotted flesh made her feel less sorry about the losses. Animals, she thought, children who knew education. None of her children would do this without punishment. Okaaaaaaay. Time to meet the heroes, she thought after listening to the new round of ammunition. That was as interesting as anything.
The short teenager skipped merrily into the mice plant holding a basket with wilting flowers. The summer heat had taken its toll on her prized selling, but she didn’t really care about them at this point.
“Heeey!” she greeted, sneaking quietly a few meters away from the two men once Hannibal took down the door. “Couldn’t ya knock?”