Chapter 11
“That was your guy, Jones.Why is Washington not back in jail? He’s your responsibility.” Grand Mistress Nicolina, Master Vampire of the Eastern US was glaring at me. “You are a Sensitive. You can find him and he can’t find you. HOW IS IT POSSIBLE YOU HAVEN’T HUNTED HIM DOWN LIKE THE CUR HE IS?”
“Madam Nicolina, I am doing my best. We had no idea where he went when he left.” I did my level best to look frightened, abashed and determined. “I found his bracelet in a trash can at a gas station south of here. It was still emanating some of the magic it absorbed when he escaped. We figured he had gone into the city of Detroit proper and started looking there. The man you saw.” I had to be careful here. The man in the dragon footage had a resemblance to Washington but it wasn’t him. The computers agreed.