“My vampires will be leaving the field without being arrested when this over. If any of your people try to stop mine, they won’t live to see dawn,” Lucien said coolly as he hiked the grenade launcher onto one shoulder. Patrick waved off the threat in his voice. “Sure, sure. I told them you were my CI, but I didn’t use your name. Try and keep your face covered, and make a run for it when the fight is over.” “Your planning skills still leave plenty to be desired.”
