The train stopped at a dimly lit platform. Through the windows, Katelina could see a formation of vampires wearing long black coats. They stood motionless, assault guns leveled at the train cars.

Jamie and Jorick glanced at one another before sliding into defensive crouches. Pavel waved his hands quickly. "No, no. Is all right. I will go first." He pushed the door open and slowly stepped out, his hands up. One of the guards shouted to him in Russian and he called back. ...