Over the next week they fought, and killed, three more packs. A few escaped, but with two of them together most were unable to get away, and they met no groups so large they had to back down.

Finally, though, their time was up and they had to return to Georgetown.

They took the last bit of the journey slowly, having plenty of time before daylight. As they strolled along they chatted, mostly discussing their successful hunt.

"I wish we could do this all the time," said Mack. "But you're probably going to go out alone again after this, aren't you?"

"That's the plan," said David. "Somebody needs to guard Megan and Jeff, and we can't constantly ferry them back and forth from the cabin to the city, but if they're in the city, feeding is going to be a pain, and... I'd miss Megan. And it's honestly pretty risky, having them out in the open so near where vampires are prone to hunt, so they need to stay at the cabin as much as possible."

Mack nodded. "I figured. I dunno though... maybe we need three of us?"

David shrugged. "Do you know anybody who wouldn't be afraid to become a vampire?"

Mack shook his head. "No."

"Me neither."

Mack asked Megan and Jeff that, once they'd met outside the city lights. "I want to hunt, and there's no way I can go after a whole pack on my own. Hell, these big packs they're starting to run in are a bit much even for David to take alone. It'd be great if we could get just one more."

But they both couldn't come up with any names.

Then David got a thoughtful look in his eyes. "The problem is that none of us are the kind of people who have connections. We need somebody who knows people. And while I may not know somebody who could be a vampire, I do know somebody who's always been good at knowing the right people." He looked at the little group. "I guess we need to change direction. We need to go to Wind City."