You’d gotten sloppy. Hell, you were hungry, you simply planned to get a taste to fix it, yet here you were, knelt over a woman in an alley, sucking up every last drop of blood.

Then, you heard that sigh. You spun around to see a man at the end of the alley. His eyes widened, a hand reaching for his holster. “The hell’re you?”

His eyes fell to the woman on the ground, bloody and unconscious. Arthur cleared his throat. “She dead?”