The Bloodhounds

Author: Fursa

25 November 2007, Somewhere in Manchester

Fursa sat with the message from Dmitri in her clawed fingers, thinking about the options.

The kindred known as the Man Hater was still alive, that much had now been confirmed. Wyatt Chaser was still bound to her as off the interrogation and the ashes were that of someone else, probably a ruse to hide her tracks from others. Fortunately, the Tremere proved useful in this situation and the video tape provided by Sandra also showed them to have a flare for the enactment cheap spy thrillers. She smiled to herself for a moment, then scanned the letter again in her fingers.

A few minutes of contemplation later, she went across the room to the computer and sent an email.


1 December 2007

The email downloaded as she pulled together her things for a trip out to the farm to feed, then to the Elysium to listen to the prattle of Cassandra and Aaron. After a quick response to Magnus in response to a joke he forwarded, she opened a particular message.

<headers stripped>
From:TOGI@gryndr.org
Subject: Caroline Getty

Hello Cathy!

The name you sent me was an interesting one. There were 65 matches in the United States and 2 in New England. The likely choice of the two is a woman of 45 whose last known address was in Amherst. The other was a woman who died at age 93 of heart attack in 1998. I have included file attachments on both ladies and you can check out the information for yourself.

I gotta jet to work soon, but I'd like to meet you on the IRC again this week, if you don't mind. I'll be on #Darkstar at 10 PM like usual.

Hope it all helps your research. Tom

A quick scan of the first file showed some interesting facts. Caroline Getty, from Amherst, Massachusetts, DOB, Dec 1, 1972. Only child. Schooled in finer prep schools, rich parents who died violently in 1996, inherited a lot of money directly and by virtue of trusts. Lackluster academics, dropped out of college in 1993.

The file was sizable and she simply put it to print out on the printer in the closet before finishing her dressing. It would prove interesting to see where this trail led. Tom was a good snoop and she'd have to pay him back with a few minor favors. For now, she'd let things ride, hand the hardcopies to a couple kindred who'd want to be in good with the Prince, and go back to her watch over the affairs on Concord.


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