by John Quinn Tue Jan 28, 2014 9:23 am
Quinn smiled.
"You have a point, Kiara. Out of courtesy and respect, I will release the box into your care. You will find the key to each lock taped to the back of the locks. She will probably need some blood soon if you want to keep her long. We kind of took a bumpy route here and she was already in less than perfect shape."
He climbed out, standing with his arms out while the guards searched him again, laughing. He then walked to the back of the van, unlocking the doors and pulling the box out. It hit the ground with a loud thud and he smiled.
"I am sure your people will have no problem carrying this to where you want it. Keep the box if you want it, melt it down...whatever. It was provided by the man who took her from here in the first place. I have no use for it. I'd tell them to be careful though. She has not fed much since I have had her so she is probably going to be hungry, even in her condition."
He walked back around and climbed back in the van.
"If you do not mind, I would like to wait and meet with him when he is done with whatever he is doing. My meeting with him will not take long. I just want to make sure he and I still have an understanding."