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a day or two, but that shouldn’t be a problem.”
    “Good. I need all the information about that row house I can get.”
    “Why’s that?”
    Lifting the iced coffee off of the desk, Drake went to take a drink, pausing just long enough to answer. “Because we’re going to clean out that nest once and for all.”
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    Jessica skulked into the editorial office of The Washington Standard . She had been doing a lot of that lately. Peering around the door jamb, she raised herself on her toes to look over the cubicle farm into the office of Dan Philips, her editor. Unfortunately, a crowd of men gathered around the cubicle of one of the young, buxom interns blocked her line of sight. She could only hope Philips was at his usual late-morning meeting with the senior editors. Slouching, so as to be inconspicuous, Jessica darted into the office and wended her way to her cubicle. Still crouching, she slid off her jacket and draped it over the back of her chair, then plopped down in front of her desk. She switched on the computer and monitor, impatiently swiping the mouse back and forth across the desk until they powered up.
    Avoiding Philips had become part of her daily routine. She attributed it to her survival instinct. She had been on thin ice with Philips ever since being assigned by him to investigate Drake Matthews and find out what exactly he was doing in Washington. That ice grew thinner by the day.
    She first heard the name Drake Matthews three weeks ago after he rescued an eleven-year-old boy from being attacked in the restroom at Union Station. He earned his notoriety among the local media following a chase through the streets of Washington on the back of a tanker truck, a chase that resulted in a dozen traffic accidents and the burning out of the Woodrow Wilson Bridge. At the time, she accepted the assignment in the hopes of exposing an out-of-control bounty hunter or vigilante. Of writing a series of articles about the consequences when private citizens take the law into their own hands. Of finally receiving the recognition and respect for her writing that she deserved. With luck, she hoped to finally break away from this pseudo-tabloid and hook up with a real newspaper. Instead, she faced a greater evil than anything she could have imagined, nearly got herself killed, and wound up being arrested three times.
    The first time occurred when she attempted to interview Jason Clark, the boy Drake had rescued from a vampire attack at Union Station. Jason had tried to tell her what really happened, that he had been attacked by a monster, not a pedophile. Jessica heard him, but did not listen. Like most of the other adults who had talked with Jason, she assumed the story was an embellishment by the imagination of a young boy trying to reject the horrors of the real world. Instead of being smart enough to realize that she sat on a goldmine of a story, she spent a night in jail for harassing a minor. Philips bailed her out, but made it clear he was not happy about one of his reporters getting arrested.
    Jessica’s second arrest took place a week later. The masters of the Washington nest had kidnapped her and taken her to Wolf Trap, the performing arts center in northern Virginia, using her as bait to lure Drake and the hunters into an ambush. Despite a four-to-one disadvantage, the hunters showed up to rescue her. They wiped out the nest, except for one female master who escaped, but in the process burnt out half of Wolf Trap, earning them another night in jail. Even though she had been the proverbial damsel in distress, the police detained Jessica along with the hunters.
    Then yesterday’s arrest. By now Drake considered her one of his hunters, even if only honorary, so Smith interceded on her behalf when he got the charges against Jim dropped. That was a good thing, because Jessica doubted if Philips would have bailed her out for the third time in as many weeks. With luck, he would never know about last