On Tuesday morning, after breakfast, Zach answered the phone, pushed Benjamin into the truck, and drove away from Grande.
The caller was an old man who couldn't be considered a stranger, Old Mr. Bishop. The content was about Jackson Bishop's funeral arrangements.
Louise got off to a bad start. Before her, Grande had never been in the habit of going out. However, while making the call, Zach looked at his office. The situation was really not suitable for receiving distinguished West End clients, and Zach was not sure whether the Bishop family had any other intentions besides the funeral.
So Zach left Louise to stay in Grande to entertain the people who would come in the morning to make a preliminary assessment of the decoration work, while he and Benjamin went to work.
Since Grande is now considered Barton's 'public figure' in every sense, and countless eyes are looking at them, Grande's truck drove onto Route 27, preparing to make a deliberate detour in the North District. Circle and then go to the West District, so that some people who are curious about Grande’s movements will know what Grande has been doing!
Zach sat in the passenger seat, leaning against the window and looking eastward with a comfortable expression. As the sun passed over the upper eaves of the car window, Zach leaned out and chased the source of the sunlight with a proud smile.
"Tsk." Benjamin, who was driving, tskted.
Zach's non-picky eating has provided Grande with great convenience. At least for the first seven or eight years, Grande has been able to hide in human society without being discovered. But Benjamin still couldn't stand Zach's childish behavior of showing off whenever he 'shines'.
It was indeed a show off. The vampire didn't even wear sunglasses, and looked into the sun.
"What's wrong?" Zach's head was still feeling the sunshine outside the car window. He knew very well what Alpha was unhappy about, but what the person who was showing off needed was the audience! He didn't care whether the audience was malicious or not, he raised his eyebrows with an expression that meant he wanted to be beaten. Ask, "By the way Benjamin, how about we share the hammock this afternoon?"
Benjamin’s eye twitched.
The current situation is that Benjamin's warehouse is occupied by John. Zach has tried to drive him away, but unfortunately, he will go to the Republic for an 'adventure' together on Thursday (Thursday). The need to cultivate a tacit understanding was the reason for forcing him to stay in Grande.
A very reasonable reason, why? Because he is John, his attributes are Indian wizards, plus, he is a hunter hostage exchanged between the hunters in the middle and Crowley. remember.
Should a wizard be allowed to develop a tacit understanding with Saint Sissi? Or should he, as a hostage, cultivate a tacit understanding with the fallen angels? John himself was not satisfied, and Grande was not satisfied with this situation. The fact was that he could only hold on to Grande, the only one who could accept or even protect him!
Well, coming back to it, when the warehouse is occupied. Benjamin was left with only a hammock to play in. Now, Zach, who is in a state of showing off, has to be deprived of even this only option, and Benjamin is very unhappy.
"Where did you go last night?" Benjamin said with a stern face. This was just a confirmation, "Southeast." Zach went out to stock up on food at night to prepare for the Republic. The reason why he can continue to show off now is that while preparing, he I had a midnight snack by the way. Human blood keeps Zach in great shape.
Zach nodded happily, "Yes." The completely unconscious vampire reached out and began to wipe the rearview mirror, which was always covered with mud. Ah, right. This is one more thing for our vampire to show off.
"Have you prepared enough food?" Benjamin continued to ask with a stern face.
"Two days in a row, that's enough!" Zach leaned his head and pressed it against the rearview mirror, looking like he was exerting himself. In the mirror that was constantly changing the scene behind the car, the blurred human figure gradually became clearer!
"Good." Benjamin snorted. "I should inform James' partner and ask him to be concerned about the situation in the southeast."
This is the place to go for a late-night snack while cutting off vampires.
Think about it, it doesn't matter what those gangsters do to themselves, but when the patrolling policemen see a bunch of people sleeping in the alley, they pull anyone out at random. It’s all anemia!
The most important thing is that at this moment when a tragedy like Jackson's blood being drawn to death just happened in the West District, in the eyes of the police, this matter is not so insignificant.
Please think like a police officer's associative reasoning - this is a typical imitation of a novice case. After a lot of practice with the people in the Southeast who are not cared about, once you become proficient, you will be the new 'Eddie' in the future.
If this were to happen, Zack's late-night movements would be restricted. Hey, because if you charm a few policemen, they will definitely be entangled by James who is already very aware that Zach is preparing food. Just thinking about it makes Zach uncomfortable.
The face just revealed in the rearview mirror disappeared, Zach retracted his body and looked at Benjamin helplessly, "Ben, I was wrong."
Benjamin twitched his lips and was too lazy to speak. He took control of the steering wheel and drove past the Ixton and Hermann factories in the northernmost part of the South District. The two Grande brothers subconsciously looked towards the factory to the west and curled their lips in unison.
After passing the border of the South District and entering the North District, to the east is the southeastern part of the conversation that just appeared, where Zach just came in the early morning. Zack frowned as he glanced over there casually without any purpose. Because Zach saw several police patrol cars turning around the corner and disappearing.
Zach looked at Benjamin, "Did you see it?"
"What?" Benjamin, who was looking carefully at the road ahead, was not as free as Zach, so he obviously didn't notice.
Zach shook his head and continued to look east, "I saw several police cars heading towards the bar I went to before."
Benjamin twitched his lips, not taking it seriously, and even said with a hint of deliberate extortion, "Did you do anything bad when you stole other people's blood?"
"No." Zach didn't like Benjamin's wording, 'steal'. Those people all donated blood under the eyes of charm!
"Then you don't care what they do." Benjamin tugged at the corner of his mouth, showing no interest.
Zach retracted his gaze towards the bar and pursed his lips. That's right, Zach is very confident in his actions, going in and out without leaving any trace! Those police cars must have nothing to do with the bar he went to, so ignore them.
Zach, who was thinking this way, would not know that he was wrong.
Not only is it wrong, in the South End at this time, the P.O. The young man who was not liked by Old Hank and took over Matthew's job had just run around the South District, delivered newspapers, and came back to sign in and get off work, but he was handed another letter from the North District ( Postmark, not address) 'Grande (crossed out) Grande' letter.
The young man curled his lips and stuffed the letter into the bag of his bicycle, while complaining, "It's so close, what kind of letter are you sending!" ’ He got on his car and rode towards Grande. (..)