Cassy gently clasped Vlad's hand with her own, giving it a firm shake. "We can't just kill her, though... That's semi-illegal," she said.
Zanthe looked back at Kammy. "If I'm not back in four hours, go to this address," she said, pulling a piece of paper out of her pocket and handing it to Kammy. "I'll meet you there as soon as I can, and we can come back here. Do not follow me out... For your own safety." Turning to Valentine, she gave the raccoon one last hug and kissed her forehead. "I will return... I promise," she said before walking out of the warehouse. The night was windy, and Zanthe, having a bit less blood than usual, was having trouble with her senses. However, as she took a few steps away from the warehouse, she couldn't help but get a feeling that someone was watching her. As she passed the dumpster, she noticed the metal bar and nearly passed it by. However, she stopped short as realization hit home. They're already here...