88 Threats & Issues

Esme wiped her chest with a towel handed to her by Gabriel as he still hovered over her, glaring through the window at Luther on the other side. 

"Could this situation not be contained by my right hand?" He snapped. 

Gabriel, four families have been killed, their throats ripped and drained of blood, and the same incident has happened near Silver Thorn. "I sent men to contain it, but they haven't responded or returned. It is almost identical to last month's attacks," Luther replied gravely. 

Gabriel sighed, "I will be up in a bit."

Esme heard Luther's footsteps as he walked away before the sound disappeared, and she knew he used his vampiric speed to leave the area. She sighed and started to sit up, instantly fetching her clothes and putting them on, as did Gabriel. It was quiet again, but each was lost to their own thoughts. "So these attacks are a repeating occurrence?" Esme finally asked as she threw her hoody on.