Michael got out his phone and called Arnold. If anyone was going to be an active hunter it would be him. "Hello, Arnold? It's Michael. I was wondering how I could help with the coordinated effort."
Arnold puts a hand up to pause the conversation he was having with the female Kindred as he digs in his coat pocket pulling out his phone. "Hello, Michael. I'm searching the southern outskirts right now. I'm in a parking lot at...." Arnold gives Michael the address information. "If you can make it here in the next few minutes I'll wait for you."