Damien shook his head in disbelief at Inkness' enthsuiasm. "I cannot stop you from following me, that is, if you can keep up, but I do not advise hunting vampires to the inexperienced and uninitiated. Plus, there are still many hunters who are purists, who would rather kill you simply for not being completely human. Personally, I just want to not have to worry about bloodsuckers anymore.
Alright Conner. Those computers are extremely helpful. Good luck with your new company..." Damien checked his phone again.

"I need you here now, one of my hunters just went MIA, and I don't she's going to come back. 621 Lucky Herb Drive. You'll see us."

"Jess!?" The young man's eyes widened. He knew she wouldn't just walk off a job without telling anyone. Something bad had happened to her. "Oh shit. Shit, shit... Conner! Get setup as quickly as possible. Call me as soon as you know where Jess is. She's missing. I have to leave right now." As he turned to get his bike, Damien felt guilty about leaving Conner to his own devices against this esoteric menagerie. "Do not harm Conner, or I will hunt you down!"

Damien ran to where his bike was stashed in the darkness. No one and no thing had touched it. He sped to the location Rand gave him, his engine blending in with the random roars of the road at night. Later, he passed the location on his bike, slowing down to see Jess' crappy Nova. Moments later, he came back on foot, keeping to the shadows. He texted, "I'm here."