[Poggio]

He pushed his way through the dark opening, scanning the room. He noted the quick pause in the general conversation before they realized he was not a threat. Weaving through the crowds, Ezra ended up at a table that was close to a window. He lazily looked out as he heard the thick footsteps of a person stop and loom just above him. A smile slipped on to his lips. “You idiot pup.” the person said.

“Hello Cassidy, where’s butch?” He laughed at the joke he lamely said to often to the girl, unable to keep a full grin off his face. She swatted at the lid of his cap temporarily making him blind. “You really are a fool” She took the seat across from him waving her hand to call over a waitress. “Breakfast is on me.” He smiled at his red headed friend. As of late she was the only one he could trust. Even though an eye patch handicapped her, her altered genetics made more then a formidable foe. She was one of the few were wolf breed humanoids.

When Ezra sedated his hunger he was able to think about the task at hand. Cassidy looked around the room before speaking. The small talk of weather immediately turned to something dangerous. “I can still smell them… why didn’t you get rid of them.”

“Shit hit the fan, besides he never showed up. I waited an entire day”

“You have to get rid of that fast.” She said in-between munching on a bone “Its hot property, if I can smell it you can bet they can, it’s only a matter of time before some one looses self-control.” She was of course referring to praxis. It was a blood substitute drug invented with the vain hopes of trying to tame the vampire populations of Shane. When the drug was first introduced many thought it worked. It stopped cravings in many vampires. However the drug had been untested for a prolonged period of time. It was soon discovered that many vampires found it as addicting as heroin and made them twice as likely to kill more humans. It was soon labeled catnip for vampires, going underground like most illegal drugs. Which also made it a pretty profitable career.

He knew anything she was telling him it was for his own good yet he was inclined give off a cool air. “I have a plan, the plan was to give you 20 percent.”
“No dice, I don’t think I have a buyer that’s willing to touch the stuff since …” Ezra had never seen Cassidy visually shake before. It immediately set off more alarms then her warning. He was watching his plan go into ashes. She shook her head. “I might have some one that knows some one, I hate sending any one to him." She gazed at him with eyes full of worry. She knew the desperate times that Ezra’s life led him through. “I think your tough enough, but please don’t be stupid.”