DMT peers around the corner.....sirens bellowing in the dark..

"Detective MacTanace at your service," He laid down his name card. "I will find out who did this to Mr.Blades, it is my solemn duty,"
***

I walked out of the hospital. The night was wet and gloomy. I reached for my pocket and took out my PDA. The patterns of attacks were similar. Seduction, binding, stake through the heart. Some religious fanatic is killing people with a hatred for vampires. Similar to the TaxiHunter disappearance. But I could not make any assumptions yet, not until I get the facts right.

"Detective!" He called from behind. I turned around. Juzzy, Trius' twin brother brisked walked to me. "Detective, I'm glad I caught up with you,"

"What do you want?" I said. I didn't need more rumblings of a concerned relative. Nevertheless, I stood silently listening just incase and clues followed suit.

"Thank you for taking the case MT, I would like to give you a token of appreciation," He handed me a parcel. "Its something he held in his hand when he was attacked," I took it from him and walked off into the scene. I thought it would be cool to do so.

Back home. I left the parcel on my desk. Unopened. I stared at it for a good hour. Then went straight to bed. "My first case," I thought. "This is going to be a good one,"

***

Out in the city, in a bar, a man sat steadily in at the bartender's high chair. "Whats your poison tonight sir?"

"Give me a whiskey and table number 5," He put down a stack of 50s on the bartender's counter.

"Absolutely sir," The bartender began mixing his drink with a sly smile.