The Canadian vampire has been awake for quite sometime now. He was reading a newspaper in the estates which his Master owned and his vampires kept it neatly uptight with a specious garden on the right side of the house that is equipped with hedge bushes surrounding a beautiful lawn in the center with a fountain that holds two Cherubims at the top of the marble vessel. There was no water pouring from their mouths, just lyres in each of their hands as they played, ordinary statues of wittered plaster. Riley was going to contact Sandy after he heard that she was in New Orleans. Putting the paper down on the desk in his private chambers he connected to Sandy's wireless cell. Sandy was at home not doing much else at this time, her phone answered as she was glad to hear from the man whose been her partner during their time when she solved a case for his Master in Ontario.

That was her first real one, but it wasn't much of a challenge. It involved some rivals of his that was getting out of a hand. It lead up to an execution by a licensed executioner there so it went better as planned. As a Private Investigator she dug into the dirt, left the rest to the professionals when they were needed. Rule book for every detective is to be on guard, mind your p's and q's, keep your eyes open, and do what you need to do to bring justice to the crooks. She took Criminal Justice a long time ago. Each case she almost lost her life, been a prisoner, stabbed and shot a few times but near the end she really proves she can take on the heat. Riley smiled, though, doubt she can see it.

"How is the lovely detective doing this eve? I see you got to New Orleans safely. I was going to call you, but you know me I been busy. My Master truly thinks highly of you my dear."

Sandy heard his Canadian accent splayed through the receiver into her ear. His voice made her shiver every time she listened. And, from Riley's viewpoint he enjoyed every bit of doing that to her. He knew her that none did. The vampire knew he could wrap the rodent in his tone and knew it will not be right to mix business with pleasure. Who could really pass up the chance with a hot detective like her? He always said that she is more cat than a rat, gave her a nickname to go with her sassy style. Her chest rose and fell, knowing he no doubt he heard it with that sensitive hearing of his.

"It's nice to know that Ramaj is. Tell him I said thanks. Real delightful of him."

Ramaj was the Master of Ontario who she met a long time ago. He does a good job caring for his vampires. He was always so busy, but that comes with such a high rank in the supernatural community.

Finally, the phone was almost breaking up on Sandy's wireless. Riley confirmed his arrival soon.

"Anyway, Sandy, I'd should be heading there in about two days from now. Meet me at the airport. You take care of yourself. Be sure to join the Rodere if their available and establish yourself with the local authorities while you staying there."

Wow! It's probably good knowing such allies comes in handy. They said their farewells after he mentioned Paul's name hoping he was doing swell. Paul was in bed upstairs in his room in the house, Chance was doing his homework in his room as well so everyone was doing something. Hanging up, Sandy put the phone on the charger where there was a socket near the entertainment cabinet where all the electronic gear was set up. Yawning, she head onto bed hoping to start something in the morning.