Palmer has been in the city at his office, he owns a medium size construction company. He's sitting behind his desk. He thought that by now he would have heard from Kirill. Palmer still believes that the night at the bar Kirill was lying to him and Rex. He leans back into his chair. "What were those damn vampire problems? It was as if I had something that they wanted or that I was their next f*****g meal. That bullshit will not happen. Hell, I'll never be a happy meal for a vamp." He yells.
He tries to call Rex a few times but doesn't get an answer. he slams the phone down. "His ass needs to hurry up and tell me something ." He looks up at York, his secretary walking into his office.
"Sir there's a strange woman hanging out in the lobby downstairs. I could have sworn that she was follow
