Bad Connections

His cold brown eyes stared at him, "My name need not matter. I am a vampire hunter. This man killed someone at the bus station, a couple miles back." He leaned in closer to the author. "So,you going to tell me or not?" His voice had lowered into a growl.

Auvrea stood up, next to Martin. "Excuse me sir, Move along. You have no business with us okay?" She had a high pitched plead to her voice. "We want no trouble." She crumpled her left hand into a fist. A pink flush came over her face as she tried to show how angry she was. For an angel, that was hard to do. She just ended up looking cute. 

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