3
We packed a few sets of clothes in a handy suitcase David owned and walked downstairs. Blake met us at the bottom of the stairs. In one hand was a black umbrella.
David stopped and looked him over. “I’m guessing you didn’t come here in a car.”
Blake glanced down at himself and smiled “On the contrary, I was driven to within two blocks of your fine home, but I thought to enter on foot to avoid any prying eyes.”
David grinned. “Then I’ll have Puer drive us to your car. It’s not very pleasant sitting next to a half-charred vampire.”
Blake chuckled. “No, I imagine for a werewolf the smell would be highly unpleasant.”
Puer fetched David’s car and we stepped outside. Blake made use of the umbrella for the short distance to the vehicle and avoided more face ventilation. I sat bes
