Capítulo 41: Chapter 4

"We need to make a detour before hitting the club," Titus told his driver.

Having dumped his dinner companion - her eyes at half-mast, and her body in need of sustenance and sleep after his meal - Titus drummed his fingers in the backseat, agitated. He remained in that state the entire drive to snare his capable right-hand.

The stop in front of a condo in midtown took only a moment. Stefan got into the town car, looking freshly showered and glaringly bright in his pressed spring green slacks and lavender shirt. His eyes were heavily lidded in satisfaction.

"I see you fed well." As an incubus, Stefan's meal of choice tended to be of the sexual variety. Although, any strong emotion would do.

"It was a filling meal, but that was all I got. The woman remembered nothing extra about Adara's appearance in the ER."

Stefan, the loyal servant, wisely mixing business and pleasure. The business being digging into Adara's past. A past that didn't seem to exist.