The federal courthouse in Lower Manhattan had never seen anything like the emergency hearing called by Judge Patricia Morrison. Outside, news vans lined the street as reporters tried to understand why a corporate lawyer was filing terrorism charges against an organization most people had never heard of. Inside, Luna sat at the plaintiff's table, her legal documents perfectly organized and her divine consciousness carefully contained.
"Your Honor," Luna began as she stood to address the court, "we are here today because of a clear violation of federal law. Victor Ravencrest, a naturalized U.S. citizen, has been kidn*pped by an organization that calls itself the Vampire Council."
Judge Morrison, a sharp-eyed woman in her fifties, looked up from the case files. "Ms. Blackwood, I have to say
