Clings to side of building

Larten was able to track Wester mentally. The pair had bonded many
decades ago and one could always locate the other, no matter where in the
world they were. He found Wester shortly after dusk, near the top of one of
New York’s many towering skyscrapers, conversing with another vampire.
Larten studied them from his perch outside the window. It didn’t bother him
that he was high off the ground, clinging to the wall like a spider, facing
certain death if his grip slipped. He felt at one with the world up here.
Wester was talking about Larten becoming a Prince, and the possibility
of war with the vampaneze. He was animated, making grand promises and
pledges. The other vampire looked dubious.

Larten sent a mental burst to Wester. Vampires couldn’t communicate
at length in this manner, but they could exchange short messages. I need to
speak with you, Larten transmitted. Meet me on the roof.

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The Saga of Larten Crepsley: Brothers to the Death, Chapter 19