The lounge was nearly empty, and that was to be expected. Very few of the human staff needed to run this massive hotel had been hired.
At the bar she spotted a man in a black and white uniform. Despite the smile most people were wary of him. This was Cecil, the hotel’s fixer who often worked in the shadows to ensure everything ran smoothly.
He looked as though he had never seen the light of day which was most likely true for a vampire. His hair was always greasy, a trait that was nearly unheard of for their kind.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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