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The trip from the airport was the same as always. Being a modern Vampire must have been a hell of a lot easier than it was in the old day's. Sun block could actually protect you, but this time of year there was little sun anyway, so being out during day light made you look more human.



Mel had found her way around the shops of South beach well. And DL inc had provided the transportation and security for Harris.



DL inc, was a company belonging to a friend of Harris's. The owner used to be a military friend of one of Harris's associates. He didn't ask any questions and was told no lies.



As the Chrysler 300 touring car pulled up in front of the Tides Hotel, the read door sprung open and out stepped Harris.



He immediately handed the driver 200 dollars and dismissed him. Too much money made a driver want to stick around, just enough of a tip made them understand that you appreciated them, but they were not needed all the time. So as Harris cleared the door seal of the car, the door closed and the vrhicle sped away down south beach.



Harris walked past the beach house where you could always see two or three of Miami's finest. They paid him no mind, as the were mortal people on this beach that looked far more sinister than he.



As he made his way to a mound of diry over looking the beach. He looked out to the front, over the water in the direction of Cuba, and he thought about the stories that he had heard about the women there.



The Moon hung five feet over the ocean. It was full. A breeze came in off the ocean which smelled of excitment. Melody would have to wait, tonight belonged to him and the night creatures he could find to play with. As he wrapped himself in his full length leather cape, his feet left the ground, and he took flight.



Landing in the far off distance on the Island of Cuba.



This was a first for him. Before he was embraced, he was an American and could not travel to CUba. Now if was litterally a hop and a skip from Miami and there was no way he was going to miss this opportunity.



As he landed he dropped his cape, and kicked it under a bush. He would retrieve it later when he flew back to Miami. Mel would be mad at him, but he was the boss here, een though he cared about how she must feel, he wanted to experience this on his own.



It would not be long before he got his chance.



As he walked the beach, his keen sense of hearing picked up an argument in progress.



"WHY DID YOU HAVE TO FUCK THAT BITCH." cried the girl at her man. They were obviously here on vacation as they sounded british.



"It was a mistake, I am sorry." said the male in an attempt to stop her crying



"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PIG." she yelled and started walking away.



The male made no attempt to go after her. Obviously years of this sort of thig had taken it's toll on thier relationship and he had all but lost interest in the fighting.



This would be Harris's chance to atleast make her feel better.



To be continued