The day of the Council Summit started with a dreary drizzle…
“Nothing like a typical English day to get us going…” Adler grumbled.
Trey snorted, folding his arms and looking up from the alleyway they were standing in at the Hotel before them on the other side of the road.
“There he is, he’s going in…” Kyle announced and they all watched Phelps as he got out of a taxi and strode up and into the Hotel building.
“Okay, so now we wait for his message…” Adler muttered.
Drax was on his phone and looked up from the screen. “Oats has managed to circumvent security of the Summit Meeting…they are in position…”
“Okay, tell the vampires to move their thralls to surround that boxing club and the Barrington’s residence and keep it monitored…I need confirmation that the Barringtons are sitting tigh
