While Kobae entered kill-don't kill mode after he was jumped and held at knife point, whereas a vampire stuck him a small bit, and now he was operating his mind to recall past years events about whether or not he crushed an enterprise that he and this guy both worked for, this guy with his 9mm pistol. And then... the vampire rescued him.

"I remember you now. I would say it's good to see you, but due to the facts of the matter, you can go fuck your self. And no, I don't didn't do it. Why care anyway? Everybody gets crossed, but hey... maybe you lost more. Then again, maybe you did it yourself. I mean damn.  But, regarding my personal interests, if it's OK with all of you, I have the vampire that killed Elich von Hyatt, and Jimmy Hoffa. And a lot of other people. He killed kings and queens, rival vampires, and a whole shit load of other stuff. The price on this guys head is extreme. I heard from somebody that this place has got stacks, more than anyone in the area. ???"

The holes in him from the woman were healing while he recited his thoughts. He had some things in his cars, some leafy plant ingredient mixed with tequila and holy water. It was in case he needed to run.