Vendetta sprinted effortlessly across the London rooftops. She had left the apartment as soon as they had arrived, no one noticing as she exited a nearby window and climbed onto the roof. The stars and moon were hidden behind a veil of dark clouds, blotting out the silver moonlight and draping everything in shadow. The lights of London chased away the darkness on the streets, but among the rooftops it was free to roam, soaking into every possible space.

She could see perfectly clearly of course, in fact, even better than during the day. Since her eyesight was even stronger than a normal vampire's, thanks to her magical discipline, it made the light even worse for her. At night, it was perfect however, especially on nights like these. Vendetta reached the building Wreck was in and piled on the speed. When she got to the edge, she leaped into the air, propelling herself across the street, the lights blurring beneath her, and landing soundlessly on the roof.

The skylight alarms were disabled in a few minutes and Vendetta slipped inside and dropped to the floor without making a noise. She paused, sensing for guards. None were nearby so she continued, trying to find Wreck. It took a few minutes, staying out of the path of guards and sentries, but she eventually located Wreck.

The large wooden door splintered to pieces as she kicked it down. Adam Wreck looked up from his desk and his eyes widened when he saw her. He stood quickly and stepped out from behind the desk. "Vendetta." Wreck said.

"Wreck," Vendetta was barely keeping herself in check. Every single fiber in her being was screaming at her to tear apart the man limb from limb, but her mind stayed perfectly calm, keeping her rooted to the spot.

Wreck smiled. "How've you been? You look well. Although that murderous look in your eyes is slightly disturbing."

"I've waited a long time for this moment," Vendetta murmured.

Wreck seemed genuinely confused. "I don't believe I know what you are talking about."

Vendetta grabbed him by the throat and slammed into the wall. Her lips were contorted back into a snarl and her eyes were wild with hate. "Stop lying," she spat, her face right in front of his.

"But I'm not."

That mocking smile on Wreck's face only made her angrier. She punched him the smiling face. Wreck nearly fell to the ground but she kicked him back against the wall.

"Admit to it," Vendetta hissed. "I know what you did and you know too so just admit it. I want to hear you say it before I rip you apart."

Wreck looked at her, his eyes having trouble focusing. Then he gave her a strained smile. "I can promise you, I don't. I only heard about you from my master."

"Let me jog your memory then." Vendetta pulled out the newspaper clipping she had taken from her house right before they had left and held it directly in front of him.

Wreck looked over the article then let out a soft laugh. "Sorry, I didn't do that. But I think I know who did."

Vendetta's grip on him tightened. "Then who did it?"

Wreck shook his head. "I don't know his name. All I know is that my master somehow knows you and mentioned something about a conflict between you and some other person."

Vendetta put the clipping away and pulled out a long knife from her boot. Her lip curled and she pressed the tip to his throat. "Tell me who he is."

Wreck looked down the blade then at her. "No."

She snarled and dug the blade through his skin. Not his neck, but down his chest, slicing towards his belly and Wreck screamed in pain. Vendetta held him in place and put the now bloody blade back to his throat. "Now," Vendetta growled. "Tell me who your master is."

ValCain (Guest): I actually don't mid the Fletcher and Valkyrie pairing and I would probably do it but since this is in between books where they are not a pair I will not include that. I am trying to keep this close to the books. :)

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