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"Is this it?"

Nathan squinted into parking garage.

"The Taurus? Is that your car?"

The vampire kept walking in way of response, his footsteps taking him down the alley and away from where Nathan stood. "Yes."

"What -- really?" The mountain of a man scratched the back of his head. "Then why .. aren't we getting into it?"

"Easier to get out on foot, this way." Luke stopped. He didn't like stopping. If he was going to be on the move, then he liked to be on the move. He turned back to the man with a last name but no family -- he turned back to him with a slight frown. "One thing that must be said about vampires is that we are consistent, dangerously so. The Grand Mage keeps dutiful notes; my appreciation of Ford sedans hasn't escaped him over the years."

"The Grand Mage .. you mean .. "

"Thaddeus Farcry. Your constant commentary needs to stop."

"Right-o." Nathan jogged the thirty feet to where the vampire stood patiently. The man doubled over, wheezing. "Hang on, brother. Hang on a second .. you sure we can't take the car?"

Luke took a half-step to the side, and dropped the keys down a storm drain.

"Ahh .. "

Things may have quieted downtown, but this was the South Side. There were still Wizards in the street when the people began to fight back. As the first gunshots cracked, Luke gave a sudden glance to the man with no family.

"Time to go."