Trixy went to the bar to order a drink before heading over to the booth to chat with the others. She wondered if Carson would mind if she ordered a more vampire friendly drink… he probably would, so she decided on a glass of Green cChartreuse. It was hard to find the French liqueur in the States, but it was popular in gothic clubs and vampire bars.

Beatrix made her way to the booth with David, Mikael and Carson. She sat next to Carson, shielding him from the three female vampires and leaning close to him to keep up the act that he was hers. She quietly began explaining “Talked to the big man, Earl Williams. He is pretty strict to business. Runs the place with a prostitution ring on the side as well as an illegal drug and weapons trafficking thing. He gave me a name in regards to the missing humans. An ‘old friend’ named Cyrus that Earl owed a favor and in turn lets him use the storage room for whatever he does with the humans. He mentioned something about the humans ‘being better for it’ and that he has never seen a body come out. Perhaps he is creating his own undead army?” Trixy suggested and took a swig of the powerful drink. The herbal elixir exploded in her mouth and she let out a pleased groan. She was thirsty for blood, but the high alcohol content would have to do for now.