“I’m… just a guy,” I said, “but I’ve got a couple wizards on speed dial. You guys need to rethink what you’re doing. This is too loud for us to ignore.”
The vampire froze and then started shouting at me. No longer the image of sophisticated vampiric nobility, it hissed, “It’s all your fault! We were quietly turning Syndicate L into a tool for finding victims and recruits, but then a few of us got greedy and you people,” he waved his hand, including the mind controlled supers as well as Mateo and me in the gesture, “decided to raid us.” Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 30