[Evil Tink]

Solomon sighed as he could feel his phone vibrating in his pocket for the hundredth time today. With a growl, he answered it, "What!?"

The female voice on the other line sighed slightly, "Well there you are! What the hell, I'm here at the cafe with Holden...you said you'd meet us here.."

Solomon closed his eyes with an irritated sigh. He debated just hanging up on her, but he was rarely ever so rude. "Something's come up....I can't make it I'm sorry. I uh..can't explain right now..Sorry." He rolled his eyes and flipped the phone shut and stuffed it into his pants pocket. With another sigh, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket, pulling one out and lighting it with just a thought. He took a long drag, Fledglings.... He looked to the pack of cigarettes with a sigh, Dammit...only one left.. He grabbed his wallet off the end table and headed out the door. He made his way down the stairs of the apartment building and to the lot staring at the three beautiful vehicles; a motorcycle, Corvette and A Porsche, all black. With a slight shrug, he decided to walk. It was such a nice day afterall.