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[Color=tan][b]Time:[/b][/color] Midnight
[Color=tan][b]Location:[/b][/color] Operation Humanity Base
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After dropping off the old man to the Operation Humanity base, Sean remained at the base while trying to work on an operation for tomorrow night.

[Color=tan]"It's steak time!"[/color] Sean said with a big smile as he got up from his work desk shifted towards a George Foreman grill on the far end of his desk. He pulled the freshly cooked steak from the grill with a fork and placed it onto a cheap orange plastic plate. Sean took a deep inhale as he smelled the deliciously cooked meat. He couldn't be any happier at this moment. Work and steak were the two women in his life he couldn't choose between, but the grill let the man have both at the same time. It was a blissful dream. If only he had a grill that he could install in his truck.

There were nights where it was better to not hit the streets. This was one of them. Operation Humanity had many resources when it came to either murdering or capturing the supernatural. As Sean saw it especially tonight, the night clubs were the biggest problem in Ember Grove. The nightclubs were like ice cream socials for the vampires and a safe-haven for their activities. There was too much risk and collateral for a guy like him. 

[color=tan][i]Niko and Angel can match up with vampires fairly well, but I can't. They get their hands on me, and I'm in trouble.[/i][/color] He needed a way to get them out of the clubs, and he had thought of a nice trick for the monsters that preyed on the humans inside. Tomorrow would be Friday night, possibly the best time to catch all the fish in his net.

He cut a portion from his tenderloin grinning before taking a bite. It was probable the man would spend the entire night. He eyed the sleeping bag rolled up under his desk. Nevermind it was obvious he would be spending the entire night there.