Once Sand had taken a very inebriated Patricia home, managing to keep her from doing anything stupid before that happened, he returned to the Crimson Cathedral. He didn’t teleport in, although he could have now that he’d been there. He wasn’t about to do so and find himself in the middle of a gang of vampires who wanted his hide—and not in a good way. Andre had seemed sincere, but it might all have been an act. Instead, he positioned himself across the street and waited. As it was after closing time for the club, he saw the vampires who worked there leave, some singly, some in pairs or groups. And still he waited, until he decided if he didn’t take the next step it would be too late and Andre would leave as well.
He chose the office where he and Andre had had their first meeting, landing
