The van pull out of the haven - carrying the Kindred group toward the Seneschal's place - Reed felt a cold chill as it crawl along his spine - something old and deadly... perhaps? He could not fathom it as he glance to the others - to see if they got a similar reaction. "Shit what was that...?"
Perhaps heading to the Seneschal has been a good idea after all as he turned to the cab driver, "Hey bud, another fifty if you can make in twenty minutes."