Sir Baldwin frowns at the creature lunging at him, toepunting it like an NFL kicker. Fuck off. There was no time. He grabs Jennifer Hazelton in both hands and makes his way out. Jesus. Christ. She joins Saito in the trunk, a ying and yang of Asian and Caucasian gore. The trunk is closed. The Knight speeds off.
Driving out of sight and around a corner then down to his vehicle, he backs the car in behind his own and transfers them - his bag comes out and the women go first into the trunk, then Flannels, who is bound in the back seat using his own belt. His bag sits on the passenger's chair.
Jennifer Hazelton could report her car stolen when she woke up, if it was even registered to her at all. With two Kindred down in the pursuit of this, there could be no fucking around. The Prince had to be informed. His permission and his Blood would be required to wake these two.
A change of shirt, and Sir Baldwin pulled his own vehicle off into the night, leaving Hazelton's car behind in the row. He couldn't risk that her vehicle hadn't been spotted. Normal guy, heading home. No big deal. He'd gotten clear as fast as he could.
Peter will call Asa's ghoul that assigned this mission and request an urgent meeting with the Prince. He requests space to store one 'guest' who is involved in the situation at hand, if such a thing is available.