The hotel lobby was sprinkled with chairs, plants, and a few pieces of modern art; sleek lines and clunky furniture. Sorino led Verchiel and Katelina to the desk where a young woman sat, her chin resting in her hand. The tall, thin vampire rattled off something in Russian, and the woman shrugged and turned to a computer to start the check in process.

The adjoining room had a coffee pot and a vending machine. Katelina poured herself a cup of coffee and then made her way to one ...