Esme had a contact in the vampire community which had been feeding her information about Arthur's movements. Though Marxus fancied himself untouchable because of the inaction of the Committee, he in her mind could wait. Arthur was the true issue at hand, his obsession meant he was unpredictable. Esme knew Marxus so well nine times out of ten, she could guess his next move and she'd have been right. But, Arthur was unreadable.
"There is a ball. It's the anniversary of some ancient vampires turn date. He's turning something like a hundred and sixteen! Arthur has confirmed his attendance." her contact told her. She stood outside the mansion in the rain. It had taken a lot of convincing for Alex to let her go "on a walk". But, after nearly an hour he conceded she was not sure however if that
