Asking For Zane's Help

"I saw him at the train station, about to board the train to the north," Aiden answered promptly. "I told him to go home."

"Fuck," James cursed into the phone. "Aiden, Harvey never came home. Oh, Lord. I think... Aiden, I am on the train now. I will talk to you later..."

"Wait, James! Can I help with anything? Do you know where Harvey is going???"

James sounded like he was about to break down and cry.

"He found out about my blood-selling scheme a month ago, and he had been pestering me about it. Aiden, what should I do?"

Aiden's blood froze in his veins when he heard what James just said. He found himself a quiet corner and looked around to make sure that no one heard him before he whispered urgently into the phone.

"Look, James, calm down. It's not like the blood brokers hold a recruiting campaign all over the town to attract new blood sellers. Even if Harvey is looking to sell his blood, he doesn't have the connection. He doesn't know who to contact."