Chapter Two
Present Day
London, England
Her dark brown hair swayed in the slight breezed as the girl worried the earbow of her sunglasses between her teeth. She peered unhappily through high-powered binoculars at the priest who'd been hunting her for the last month.
The Vatican's hound is getting closer. Damn, I though I'd finally lost him in Paris.
With a displeased sigh, she laid her binoculars across her lap and slid her sunglasses back over her intensely green eyes. Turning slightly to her right, she tucked the binoculars into their pocket on her motorcycle's saddlebags.
Guess its time to move out again. She started the bike's engine and rode off toward the warehouse district.
Seras Victoria looked over at her master from the warehouse she had been studying with a bored expression. "Master, why are we even here?"
Alucard looked back at her with an equally bored expression. "Here? In the warehouse district where absolutely nothing of any interest is happening?"
"Well…Yes."
Alucard looked around the deserted area. It was far too late for anyone on legitimate work to be about; the silence of the street was almost oppressive. In the distance, he could hear the rumble of a motorcycle engine
"We are here, Police Girl, because my master wants our professional opinions on this woman the Vatican's dogs have been chasing across Europe and Africa."
"Yes, I know that. But why both of us, Master?"
"Because my master wishes it." The elder vampire stepped away from the wall he'd been leaning on and approached his fledgling. "You're asking a lot of questions tonight, Police Girl."
Seras looked down at the dirty sidewalk between her feet. "I know, Master. I just think that I should be back at headquarters, running through more drills with the Geese before our mission tomorrow."
Alucard gave her a fangy grin. "Missing your captain are you, Police Girl?"
"What!" Seras exclaimed, caught off guard by the taunt. "No! We're just not working well together, yet, and—"
She was cut off by Alucard's mocking laughter.