Snippet #2191148

Mason rose an eyebrow at Victoria's heels practically touching him but said nothing, listening carefully. "I was on my way to the club, but I didn't have my card with me so I borrowed yours." She paused a little and gave him an apologizing smile, Mason rolled his eyes, smiling anyways. "I was talking with my bouncer Jake, you know... because of the murders and all. And I placed it on the counter for a second, but when I looked again it was gone." Nodding in understanding, he tapped his chin, "Very well, I'll replace it soon." Mason watched her leave a message to Sarah, almost getting annoyed at the lack of attention he received from her. He couldn't help but grin a little at her irritated expression, already thinking that her human was in a bit of trouble. "I'm gonna be busy all day and probably some of the night as well." A small shiver ran down his spine as their eyes met and Victoria bit her lip. He came close to questioning it but managed to keep his mouth shut. Victoria hung up and placed the mobile phone back into her pocket. With a smile and eyes like a puppy's, she placed her feet back on the ground and leaned over the table. "Sorry 'bout that."

Leaning back in his chair, he shrugged, "It's not too big a deal." he tried to act nonchalant, crossing his arms in an attempt to hide his slight annoyance. Mason could hear a faint noise coming from somewhere in the room. "Did you hear that?" he questioned Victoria, leaning forward in his chair. Looking around the room, he could almost pick up the faint sound of footsteps and catching the sight of open double doors. As he shot a perplexed look to Victoria, "Did you open those?" he questioned dumbly. Suddenly a hooded man crashed into the conference room through the window. He stood still for a moment then threw a bag that smelled suspiciously like blood towards Victoria and Mason. Body parts and organs spilled all over the floor. The man spoke, “No one is safe anymore...” With that he leaped out the window. Mason recognized the smell of the blood, all these mangled and bloody body parts were of one of his main human servants, Leonard Lona. Mason sat in utter shock for a second, his mouth hanging open for a second. He stood, slamming his palms down on the conference table, leaving a large crack in the wooden table. "What the hell?!" Mason yelled, anger surging through him. He paced, hissing as he stepped in the pool of blood collecting from the organs and body parts. Trembling in anger, Mason snapped out his phone, dialing his secretary, "Write this down, I want notices across all districts, Warning: Killer now targeting all races, reward for him, alive. Make sure everyone knows about this psycho. Setup for a public speaking, you get people from all races there. Get this done by tomorrow or you're fired and I'll be sure you're next on the killer's list." He was practically growling by the end of his orders. He snapped the phone shut, squeezing it to the point where it crumbled under his grasp. Sitting back in his chair, Mason dropped his now broken phone in a pile on the table. He looked back to Victoria, running a hand through his hair as he struggled to maintain composure. "I apologize for my... outburst."