The tumult rose again, this time louder than before and faces darkened and twisted with hatred. People at the back began shouting, gesturing angrily at Harper. Garrick stepped forward leaning close to his ear. "Might I suggest a different tact, my brother?" he hissed. "I know what I'm doing," Harper growled before addressing the crowd once more.
"Do any of you know what the greatest achievement of the Great Cleansing was?" he asked and they hushed, the mention of those dark days muting them into a revered and saddened silence. "Some of you knew my father. I know your faces. You there, Edward," he said, pointing to an older looking vampire whose face was thick with a bushy black beard, eyes sporting the pain of many torturous years. "Edward, you fought alongside my father. You survived the
