Sadie McCoy

Sven was sure he had a stupid grin on his face, reserved for whenever little Sadie was telling people off for him. “Where else am I supposed to go? This city is a drag.”

“Move to Europe with me. Terrorizing the Paris catacombs is one of my favorite past times,” he half joked.

Sadie looked at him. “You’re very creative, I’m sure you could make your own fun.”

“You could have been here all alone or possibly with Fili. Didn’t I shoo Raphael away when he came bearing edibles? Fuck, even those beady eye vermins could have been sneaking around too.“ Sven tucked a loose curl behind her ear.

“I’m pretty sure someone has already reached out to the human shifters.“

“That would imply that Fili does something.” She rolled her eyes, but the permanent scowl on her face softened. “Thank you for that.”

“Anything that I like?“ Dan questioned. He founded out recently that he enjoyed rarer blood types. “The right choice. She was different, Sadie.“

“AB+ and an O-. Though if you want dibs on either of them I’d go to the Velvet room now.” Sadie sighed through her nose. “And what made you think that?”

Isabetta waited for the disappointed visitor to leave before heading over to the other vampire, “Sadie? What’s going on?”

Sadie glanced behind herself and pulled Isabetta closer in. “There was an accident which caused a large mess. Unfortunately, there may be witnesses, which we’re still trying to track down. We’re hoping no one escaped without vetting.”

Once the last of the crowd died down, Sven laughed coldly, his eyes never leaving their thin frames as they finally got the picture. Huffing, he turned towards Sadie, leaning inappropriately close to her, giving that they were still working and on the clock. “It could be worse.”

She leaned in as well and stared up at him. “Oh really? And what would make it worse? We’ll probably have to stage a crash to get rid of the rest of the evidence.”

Averill raised an eyebrow. “Something’s happened hasn’t it. Something you don’t want your patrons to see,”

Sadie stared at him for moment, realizing he wasn’t going to leave without some kind of tidbit. “Well you know how drunks can be. Someone made a mess and now we’re cleaning things up.” Which was technically true. “Some people just can’t hold their liquor.”

“Youngins’. Shiiit,“ Dan whispered. “If you got the full report then you know I didn’t do it for shits and giggles.“

“Yeah. We’re bringing the parents in as cattle.” She sighed, feeling bad for the family. “I know that, but exposing yourself to a human cop was a choice.”

“What happened?“ Dan asked again, hover at the door, blocking the way in and out. “I’ve gotten a lot better and cleaning my mess up, thank you.“

“Two kids were killed. It was messy.” Sadie’s voice was low and her tone was clipped. “Bold thing to say when I got Sirius’s report in last night.”

Once the last of the crowd died down, Sven laughed coldly, his eyes never leaving their thin frames as they finally got the picture. Huffing, he turned towards Sadie, leaning inappropriately close to her, giving that they were still working and on the clock. “It could be worse.”

She looked up at him. “Could it? We’re going to have to kill that family. Probably the zygotes who did it, most likely the Keeper. Although I don’t feel too bad about that.” 

“What’s Getta waiting for? They won’t come to us and apologize. It’s not their way.” Sven looked around before settling his eyes on Sadie again. “Mostly Petra warning everyone to stay away and not doing anything petty, like book up their reservations like the Zygotes suggested or any other timidation schemes.“

“I think he wants to show how it was the rats in the wrong. If we attack back, they’ll claim they were right all along.” Sadie smiled having been in the room for the Zygotes’ presentation. “And this is your idea of not petty?”

“You know exactly what I expected,“ Sven rolled his eyes.  “Why would you assume this was our first date? I wanted to see what all the fuss was about.“

“I think for once they know they’re in the wrong. They’re waiting to see if we snap.” She mimicked a bite with an eye roll. “There was fuss? I thought they called this the soft opening.”

Sven stood next to her not having to say a word as the person walked away. 

“First that damn rat, now this.” Sadie shook her head and leaned against the wall, letting Sven’s glares ward off the customers for a while.

“What, me too?“ Dan asked walking up. He had on a hoodie that blocked most of his face but removed it as he step right in front of her. “What’s going on?“ he asked, removing a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lighting one up.

“Get inside.” She moved enough to let him in the door before taking her spot again. “Although I’m glad to know you weren’t the one who made the mess.”

Isabetta waited for the disappointed visitor to leave before heading over to the other vampire, “Sadie? What’s going on?”

Sadie looked around quickly before turning slightly to shield anyone from reading her lips. “Someone let some of the cattle loose. The ran into some customers and we are working on containing the situation.”

“You are? My, my, why ever might that be?”

“Protocols.” She said, not offering anymore. “I’m sure you can entertain yourself somewhere else for tonight.”