Vladimir eyed Philip up and down, after he sat down in his chair, seeing if he could find any weakness in him. Vladimir relaxed when he felt Rosalind's hands on his back. Vladimir could tell this man was a well established hunter. Ruthless and deadly. He stunk of dead supernatural. It sent a shiver down Vladimir's spine. "He'd kill us all...With out a second thought...When only one of killed a human...God I want him to leave us be..."Vladimir listened faked intensely listening. He knew immediately what all Hunters asked. "They always start with the basic stuff and move into odd questions. I'll skip right to the odd questions.Lead you in the wrong direction." Vladimir told himself.
"Well sir, we're a circus. We hire gyps's and homeless people who want to preform. They rarely have any family left. Of course we get new people almost every week. Performers and workers come and go as the please. We travel a lot. We have people from all over Europe in our Circus. I wish I could give you any records we have, but most of the performers have none. We only have our voice to tell you our story. I could tell you mine story. This Circus has been in my family for years. On the other hand, you'll have to ask my dear Rosalind and the other staff and performers their story and questions individually to get their "file" Vladimir made quote marks with his fingers. "I'd love to help you with that but it's simply impossible....However there is one thing....Nevermind you'd think I was crazy. That's what the French police said.