"Northman..Where the fuck are you?....Call me back when you get this immediately" Bill Compton hissed into his cell.
Ending his call he began pacing about, usually among the vampire community there was always an archive of the Kings and Queen's within the US and their current residences but it seemed that Zafrina was not one for settling down in the same place for too long and her whereabouts in Oklahoma were not known to his mind.
Eric Northman and himself had taken shelter from the rising sun only for him to wake for the evening and find that Northman had taken off on his own personal vigilante to find Pam, leaving the talk of working together in the trash. If Northman wasn't answering his cell, his mind began to doubt of his next moves. He could feel the small glass vial weighing heavily in his pocket drawing his closer to consuming it. Remembering the extra enhanced senses that he would obtain from it, but his mind drew up a surrounding wall around that thought as he hit dial for a number he never thought he would use.
Waiting until he heard someone answer on the other end, he cleared his throat;
"The Sheriff of Area 9, it is King Bill Compton of Area 5. I wish to speak with Isabel immediately" he growled into the speaker.
Ending his call he began pacing about, usually among the vampire community there was always an archive of the Kings and Queen's within the US and their current residences but it seemed that Zafrina was not one for settling down in the same place for too long and her whereabouts in Oklahoma were not known to his mind.
Eric Northman and himself had taken shelter from the rising sun only for him to wake for the evening and find that Northman had taken off on his own personal vigilante to find Pam, leaving the talk of working together in the trash. If Northman wasn't answering his cell, his mind began to doubt of his next moves. He could feel the small glass vial weighing heavily in his pocket drawing his closer to consuming it. Remembering the extra enhanced senses that he would obtain from it, but his mind drew up a surrounding wall around that thought as he hit dial for a number he never thought he would use.
Waiting until he heard someone answer on the other end, he cleared his throat;
"The Sheriff of Area 9, it is King Bill Compton of Area 5. I wish to speak with Isabel immediately" he growled into the speaker.