it's the early hours of a autumn Monday morning. the weather is reflecting how i feel (cold, dreary, foggy and raining heavily). i'm tired, cold, soaking wet and just finally getting home after gruelling shift at work. all thoughts of a nice warm shower and bed are quickly lost when i get in to find a voicemail from jac on my answering phone. she's clearly distressed and i have difficulty making out what she's saying. before i have time to think i've grabbed the police phone book and flick through to find detective don flack. a another pure blood vampire and jac's work partner. i dial his number....
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