On The Hunt (Open to Nick)
New Orleans. Not one of Greg's favorite cities. It was usually too warm, too humid and the smells were almost overwhelming. If he could have avoided it he would have, but his prey had come to this cesspool and Greg had no choice but to follow.
A vampire had left a trail of corpses in Seattle and Greg had gotten close. The vampire fled and Greg had tracked him to New Orleans following the corpses the vampire left in his wake.
Greg stood outside the club he had seen the vampire enter earlier and waited for him to come back out.
Unknown to Greg, someone watched him and had set a trap for Greg to walk into.
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