The warm cast of the sun disappeared as the shades were drawn in Griff’s dorm. A cell phone cradled between his shoulder and ear, took a seat at his desk as he listened for the voice on the other line.
“It’s me, ,” he whispered into the receiver. “I have some updates.”
A pensive pause ensued as he listened carefully. Grabbing for a pen and paper, he was quick to take notes as needed. Then a nod.
“Yes, it happened.” replied. “That’s right. Completely immune to any kind of compulsion or tracking whatsoever thanks to you. Never thought that would happen. Oh! And on a very related note, I believe I’ve just met the vampire in question.”