From The Ashes 6

Vampire: The Masquerade

From The Ashes

Dalton held up his end of the deal, so he could hunt in the gang's part of town and Laura could get bags from a clinic near a college, fresh from poor students.

Ella took Dalton to meet Broughton, the backroom blood seller. He was a thin man with dark rings around his eyes, looking more like a vampire than they did. He jacked up the price for a new face. "Supply and demand, you know how it is."

Ella brought two bottles back to Laura, who drank from them after eating a barely warmed steak and some vegetables. 

"Nothing tastes quite right."

Dalton went into town to a club, meeting up with Rain to make sure he got in. And Rain spotted someone inside. A Camarilla loyalist, maybe looking around the gang's holdings after the attack the night before.

They discussed options. A show of force would mean someone from the Tower knowing Dalton's face. So they decided to follow at a distance.

Laura and Ella talked about how this had happened.

"I feel more alive than I did before. By which I mean I hurt a lot more. But... I hope I stay this way, so I can look after the baby."

"I'd heard this could happen. There was this travelling Church of Cain guy..."

"Caldwell?"

"That's the one."

"He's hunting me."

Dalton trailed the loyalist's car back out of gang territory, and followed further with more care. He went to another club - a much fancier club - and he figured an unfamiliar vampire going into what was probably the Rack wouldn't be a good idea...