Chapter 467
The command center was a large, octagon room at the end of a guarded hallway. Tables were set in a u-shape with vampires huddled around them. Like the Scharfrichter office in Munich, some were on the phone and others were on laptops, tapping keys at whirlwind speed. A giant map was on the back wall, studded with colored push pins. Several monitors hung near it with displays that ranged from modern to old style radar. It was as if every war movie command room had been jammed together at once.
In the center of the chaos stood a tall, thin vampire with long chestnut hair. Both his skin and his eyes spoke of age. He rattled off a string of directions to his subordinates, then turned his attention on the newcomers. One of the furry hatted vampires hurriedly introduced Wolfe and Jorick, before trailing off uncertainly.