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direction he pointed at .  They waited next to a garbage pail, with their backs to a wall of windows at about the middle of the bottom floor .  On their left was the entrance to Altitude.  The source walked to their right, to a group of men near the wall opposite the restaurant.  The wall of windows ran perpendicular to these two walls.  Jericho swung his hand behind the garbage pa il and dropped the backpack .  Vlad and Je richo stayed by the garbage pail, scoping the place out. 
    The group of five men by the right wall wore the same type of weathered clothes as Peterson .  The source shook all their hands, and they were all smiles.  He talked to one of the men who had a leather carry-all over his shoulder.  The source had said something important because the n the other man’s f ace went from relaxed to focused .  The n the two of them walked over to a bathroom door in the wall opposite Altitude, a few feet left of the windows. 
    Andrew and Stephen flew down behind some chairs and transformed again back into their human form.  Vlad and Jericho didn’t see them.  T hey were looking off to ward the bathroom the two men had gone in to .  Then a figure approached Andrew and Stephen from behind.
     
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    T he Crusaders ate caviar, but drank only water.  They were also on high alert.  They did not believe that just two vampires were at this airport right now, but they didn’t think the others were this close.  Then one of them noticed four men across from them.  Two in a booth facing them, the other two sat in chairs with their backs to them.  They were dressed in all black with almost all of them with long hair.  Could they be vampires?  There was one way to tell for sure.
    The man took out his cell phone that had a camera on it.  He folded his arms and kept the camera underneath them to hide it.  He snapped three quick pictures in their direction. When he checked his phone the proof was there.  He looked at three pictures of an empty booth, even though his eyes told him four men sat there.  They weren’t able to be photographed—they were vampires.
    “Men,” the cameraman said under his breath to his compatriots.  “There are four vampires in the booth across from us.”
    “How do you know?” another one asked.
    He titled his phone so that they could see the pictures.
    “So what do we do?” a third asked.  “We don’t have any weapons on us.”
    “Nothing for now.  We don’t want to do anything to alert them.  But if we need to…”  The man paused and looked reflectively at the fork in his hand.  It flipped it over and noticed the name Gorham etched on the back of it.
    “This is some nice silver ware.”

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    V lad and Jericho waited by the pail as Peterson entered the bathroom with the other Crusader.  They kept their eyes peeled, but aside from the other Crusaders Peterson met with, there wasn’t much more to see. 
    “So what do you think about this?” Jericho asked Vlad.
    “Something’s rotten in Denmark.”
    “What do you mean, just because he didn’t want to become a vampire back there?  I don’t blame him.  I wouldn’t want that on my plate right now with everything else he is about to pull off.”
    “It’s not just that, this whole plan seems weak.  I’m curious as to how he pulls off this whole switch without any of the other Crusaders finding it funny.”
    “Well the other Crusader didn’t object and walked with him into the bathroom.  So maybe if we knew their boss, this story about wanting the coffer together wouldn’t seem that odd?  As far as the switch goes, as long he gets the coffer all in one bag I don’t care how smooth the actual switch is.  Peterson will escape with us, and the Crusaders will be stuck wondering what just happened.  An airport is not an ideal location, but it also keeps their side handicapped too.  Our group still has weapons.  I doubt their side has any with them.”
    “I’m looking for our cavalry right

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