Control cartels

I took them over to Susan, who was sitting in the same chair I had during my chat with the feds. She wore her dark leather pants and a black T-shirt and looked oddly vulnerable just sitting there during a situation like this. I went to her and started unfastening the cuffs.
"Thank you," she said quietly. "I was getting a little worried there."
"They must have come in through the basement somehow," I said.
She nodded. "They'll work their way up, floor by floor. Kill everyone they can. It's how they operate. Remove the target and leave a message for everyone else."
Tilly shook his head as if dazed. "That's . . . What? That's how some of the cartels operate in Colombia, Venezuela, but . . ."
Susan gave him an impatient look and shook her head. "What have I been telling you for the last fifteen minutes?"
A vampire let out a hunting scream, one not interdicted by floors.


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