Katelina was the last one out of the SUV. A short chunky woman stood on the sidewalk. Her blonde hair fell around her shoulders and her smooth skin gave away her immortality. Like Wolfe, she wore a long black coat and a medallion around her neck.

Verchiel gave the vampiress a wink, and Cyprus stared at his feet, as if they'd suddenly become interesting. Sadihra's expression was cold, and her words crisp and efficient. "Welcome to Munich. I am Sadihra. If you will come with ...