The Van Helsing Impetus – Excerpt No. 222

“This way, if you please,” an unfamiliar voice said with a foreign accent. 

While the accent was not Transylvanian in nature, the end effect was the same for the group. Their heads turned towards the speaker, as though in slow motion. There they were, just off to the side. Three men dressed in tailored black and white uniforms.

There were two immediately by the doors, whereas a third stood apart. That one had a similar uniform but his olive skin, dark hair, black eyes, and the name ‘Max‘ engraved on a gold name tag. What this one lacked in height, he made with attitude. He’s clearly the one in charge…