is perfectly capable of the task.”
“I just had it detailed…”
“I will have it professionally cleaned for you afterwards. Get something to eat; you are whiny when you are hungry. Meet me upstairs in an hour; Reno and Ruud should be awake by then as well.”
Just like that, my complaints to the situation had been shot down. After giving me a kiss, Liz headed back to her office and left me to my own devices. Upon opening my fridge, I realized I was seriously low on food again. Fortunately, I had a couple of burgers I could reheat.
While I was eating, my mind turned its attention to the upcoming trip to England. My experiences leaving the country were a drunken weekend in college to Mexico. This would be a whole new adventure. Plus I would get to finally meet this Roderick character and Liz’s brother Jonathan.
Let me tell you all about Liz’s dysfunctional family. She was a born vampire, not made. It doesn’t happen that often and she’s one of the oldest ones still around. Liz’s mom apparently had a thing for younger human men and went about creating her own vampire boy toys. Two of them got close to Liz and became like brothers; Cristof the head of the America coven and Jonathan.
Not that my family was a whole lot better. I’m from the Red wolf pack here in New Mexico. My dad, Callum, is the Alpha of the pack and for the longest time I was the Omega. Being the son of the Alpha and not being able to transform wasn’t the easiest of situations.
At least I’m no longer the Omega. One of my loudmouth cousins, Kano, spoke up at a pack meeting and challenged me. Thanks to an unlikely blood transfusion from Liz, I had the cojones to put him in his place.
Kano apparently didn’t like that and fled town. My dad had no idea where he went, nor did he really care. Once branded an Omega, that stigmatism follows you. I know that personally.
Finishing up my burgers and deciding a shower would be good, I started to get ready for another long evening. I also wanted to check all my weapons, I figured I would need each of them tonight.
I took my time and made sure I was ready for the adventures coming my way. It was about five-twenty when I left and took the elevator up. Roscoe was cleaned and ready to go and the silver tanto was as sharp as ever. Divas wouldn’t get away from me this time.
When I entered Liz’s office, Phil and Reno were already there. Liz motioned me over to the desk. “Good timing Vic, I was catching these two up on Lucky’s escape plan for Divas.”
There was a state map of Arizona on her desk. “I take it the path outlined in red is it?”
“Correct, they are going to be sticking to the back roads that wind through the desert. If we can get a head of them and ambush them here,” she pointed to the town of Nogales, “that would work the best.”
I could see her point. If Divas got into Mexico, it would be all over but the crying. “Cutting it a little close to the border though, aren’t we boss?”
“Lucky’s men will be sticking close to the Coronado Park out there. That does not offer us much cover, but the closer to the town we are, the more likely we are to find success.”
It was a solid plan, but I hated cutting it so close. “Do we have an ETA of when they will be there?”
“They will be leaving Phoenix at nine on the button. Lucky keeps to a very strict schedule. He said to expect them at eleven-thirty.”
Reno had an idea. “Why don’t Phil and I leave soon so we can scout a good place to set up shop?”
Liz looked at me and I shrugged. I didn’t think it was a half bad idea. “It wouldn’t hurt to do that Liz.”
“Take the surveillance van and use the utmost of caution. Sunset is in an hour or so. Wait until then to embark.”
Reno grabbed the keys from one of the desk drawers. “When we find a place, we’ll call you.”
“You won’t get bored waiting will you