Sandrine approached the over done office building. Must they make everything so complicated and extravagant? She was in a rage to be sure, her eyes glowing green in the darkness as she approached the front gate.
Why the hell had she agreed to work for these filthy vampires at that cesspool they called a club? Oh yeah, they had gotten her with that whole "our ladies need protection" line. All you have to do is blend in and stay under cover in case they ever need help.
No one will expect you because no one will even know you work here. It was a pay check for her and Samantha. It kept them in a so called "legitimate" line of work.
Now though she had business here at the home office. Business of a very personal nature.
She stood in a very irritated and impatient pose as she rang the bell. She would rudely hold it down until someone came down to let her in.
Why the hell had she agreed to work for these filthy vampires at that cesspool they called a club? Oh yeah, they had gotten her with that whole "our ladies need protection" line. All you have to do is blend in and stay under cover in case they ever need help.
No one will expect you because no one will even know you work here. It was a pay check for her and Samantha. It kept them in a so called "legitimate" line of work.
Now though she had business here at the home office. Business of a very personal nature.
She stood in a very irritated and impatient pose as she rang the bell. She would rudely hold it down until someone came down to let her in.