The layover in Frankfurt would last three and a half hours, so after disembarking, the vampire headed to the airport's spacious shopping area. If he had to wait there, he'd at least have a good cup of coffee beforehand. Pablo sensed it even before a man in his thirties, wearing a cap, sat down at his table. It was Alecto.
"Hey boss, you look fine, too fine I'd say, but I'm glad to see you..."
"You haven't changed, as unpredictable as ever. Weren't they looking for you in Germany? How did you find me? I thought I was protecting myself well..."
