The time had come to finally parley with the Kingston family. Heidrich had tried his best to track down whomever was responsible for the destruction of his clan; even if he never found his master's body he assumed that he had perished along with the others in one way or another. The money he was able to scrounge up had dried up a few years ago and only his private security operation helped him fund his fruitless search. 

Heidrich had realized it was no longer safe to remain a clanless vampire in this city, even if he kept his nose to the ground and stuck to the shadows he could not assume that no one knew he was still alive; especially with the Blackmoore family around.

Slowly the armored SUV pulled up with its engine rumbling before the large Kingston Manor. Heidrich removed the key and stepped from the vehicle standing upright a head or two higher than his car. No one could identify him in his tactical gear, nor could anyone mock his appearance in it either. Standing silently Heidrich let his eyes scan over the architectural features of the building before him, but a small thorn stuck out in his mind. Was is that they had no real security that he could notice? Or did they lack fear or possibly posses a great deal of arrogance in their strength? 

Three loud knocks rung out as Heidrich tapped on the door. He found himself feeling uncomfortable and slightly nervous, an old alien feeling he had almost forgotten existed. Mathias clenched his fist for a few seconds and let go as he released a sigh regaing his composure and prepared himself for whatever reception he might receive, friendly or otherwise.