The next morning, Valkyrie, Skulduggery and Sanguine arrived at the airport as planned. Ray-Roy, Vendetta and Dusk were staying behind at the hotel. Valkyrie looked around the busy airport and fought back a yawn. She hadn't slept well. Not because the beds were uncomfortable, but because she was afraid the psychotic vampire she was forced to share a room with was going to rip her apart in the middle of the night.

Skulduggery nudged her, stopping her from dozing off. "Keep your eyes open, he could be anywhere."

"Where do we even start?" Valkyrie asked looking around.

"We'll start at the terminal where Curse would be getting off, the flight is arriving in ten minutes so we have to hurry."

The three quickly got to the airplane exit and they looked around, trying to find someone of the description.

"Is that him?" Valkyrie pointed over at a man with a mustache and brown hair. He was peering anxiously over the tops of peoples' heads. Like he was looking for someone.

"That's him," Skulduggery said.

"Great," Sanguine put his hand into his pocket. "Now I can give him a proper greetin'."

They moved over to the man, who looked up in surprise.

"Hello there," Skulduggery said cheerfully and punched him in the face.

The man fell backwards and Sanguine caught him. They quickly got an empty room and locked the door. Sanguine dumped the man on the floor and after a couple minutes, the man woke up.

He swore when he saw them and tried to sit up but Sanguine put his foot on his chest. The man sighed.

"Okay," Skulduggery said. "First question. What's your name?"

The man growled. "I'm not going to tell you."

Sanguine took out his razor and held it to his throat. "You are gonna answer the questions or I'll hurt ya very badly. Capiche?"

The man sighed again. "Got it."

"So," Valkyrie said. "What's your name?"

"Warren Spar."

"Okay Spar," Skulduggery said. "You are the one who hired that nice vampire to catch a man named Raymond-Leroy Sanguine and bring him to you right?"

"Yes."

"Great," Valkyrie said. "We're done then. We have the guy and we can continue on with our lives."

"Sorry missy," Spar spoke up. "It isn't as simple as that. I may have been the one to hire him but it was my boss who had me get things in place."

Valkyrie groaned. "Why can't it ever be simple?"

"Because life isn't simple and hates you," Skulduggery said cheerfully.

Valkyrie scowled.

"Who's your boss then?" Sanguine asked.

"I'm not liable to say that."

Sanguine dug his razor into his throat more. "Now are ya?"

"Yes, okay fine," Spar said quickly. "His name is Aaron Craze."

"Where can we find him?"

"Out on his base downtown."

"Okay. Now, if you don't mind, I am going to tie you up and leave you for the Cleavers who will very happily lead you to your cell."

Skulduggery handcuffed him and Sanguine put away his straight razor. The three left Spar alone and exited the airport; Skulduggery calling the American Sanctuary to let them know. After being told that Cleavers were coming to pick Spar up, they got a cab back to the hotel.

Skulduggery opened the door and they walked in finding Vendetta and Dusk watching TV while Ray-Roy sharpened his razor on the other side of the room.

Strange, Valkyrie thought. In all the time she had known them, Ray-Roy was glued to Vendetta's side.

"Good news son," Sanguine said walking over to Ray-Roy. "We caught the guy. But the bad news is he wasn't the one who hired him. His boss was."

"Oh. So, I'm guessin' we're gonna strike tonight then?"

"Yep, and this whole thing will be behind us."

"Then let's go now."

"Actually," Skulduggery said. "We need to scope the place out first. And we'll be doing that tonight."

Sanguine frowned. "What's tonight?"

"They are hosting a party, which we are going to sneak into."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. So I hope you guys brought your best clothes because it's formal."

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