McRiggs

I said it. I did it. And it’s Carlota’s fault. Creeping in the dark Sanctuary, Living Quarters, 13.46 pm “Err....Vicente?” “Yes, Helena?” “Why there is a cage with two rabbits in on the table?” Vicente sighed and put away the newspaper he was reading, “What Vampires Want”. That moronic Listener and his best buddy Speaker. “I think...” He sighed again. D’Eath had been in the Brotherhood not for long enough to know about the famous pranks of the infamous duo. Poor girl. “...Black Hand business.” “Oh. But I’m a Black Hand too, so...?” “