The bitterness in Hal's voice had rung in Damon's ears. He would take point, mostly because he liked to be in control. But, usefulness came in many forms.
He silently stalked after the pair, with panther-like grace. His ears listening out for both the couple ahead of him, and the sound of Hal following him.
Up ahead, the shapeshifter led the girl into an alleyway. He paused at the entrance to the alley, waiting for Hal to catch up. When he heard a muffled scream come from up ahead of him. He rushed into the alley, only to find the girl dead on the floor.
"Damn it!" he swore, pissed off with himself. "Lost him." He muttered, just as Hal caught up with him. But, then he heard a faint sound above him, and looked up in time to see the dead girl getting to the top of the fire escape.