'So far, we're unsure about that,' Eleanor replied.
'Didn't you say something about a stone? The... Temporal Stone, or something? You mentioned he tried to steal it from you? Maybe that's what he's after?' said Patrick
'It's a possibility, but an unlikely one. I fear he wants people, not objects.'
'People?'
'Maybe Barber, maybe Lana Beth, maybe even me. Who knows?' she replied.
'Can we send him a message?' Barber asked.
'Probably. What are you thinking?' she replied.
'We make a trade. Me for the little girl?' Barber offered.
'Barber, no. He'll kill you this time.'
'I'm prepared for that.'
Patrick put his hand on his daughter's boyfriend's shoulder and shook his head. 'Thank you, Barber, but nobody dies. Not on my watch. Not even a vampire.'
'Spoken like a true copper,' said Decl
