Yuuyako's pov
I had just gotten off the train to arrive at the airport in England when I all of a sudden saw that I was somewhere else. It was dark and there were voices.
"She has to be the girl. Who else can grow their nails like that?" I heard a raspy voice say. Someone else sighed.
"Colin will know. He gave the exact description and whatnot, but he didn't sound happy when he heard that Kuran was already on the move."
After that, I came back to myself and saw the airport again. They said Kuran. Kaname or Rido? I shook my head and started walking. By the time I showed my passport to the lady at the entrance, I was already on a long-ass flight to Los Angeles, my mind in over-drive about what Jennifer just showed me.