Caesura

I'm Sursa Winston. I solve problems.

I got a call this morning, in the middle of making my breakfast. The eggs were not nearly done when I shut off the gas and I left home on my motorcycle. It took me less than ten minutes to arrive at the hotel and another one to get to the penthouse unnoticed.

I knock on the door and Matthias opens.

He's a mess, it's clear that he hasn't had a good night's sleep in a while. Even though he's a vampire, and those generally don't sleep.

'How can I help,' I say, not yet entering. Barging in a room uninvited can cause more problems than it solves.

'You are aware of the situation?' he asks while scanning the hallway for pursuers. It doesn't hurt my feelings that he checks, after all, I'm just an outsider to the situation. It does make me question his ability to function at the current moment, though. If he'd been at the top of his game, he wouldn't waste time.

I nod, 'yes.'