A Stroke Of Good Luck
Ezra walked down the dark hallway of the underground Peacekeeper Headquarters, his boots echoing against the bare walls.
The place felt unusually empty, with only the faint hum of whatever they had powering the place in the background and a lone female peacekeeper sitting at the front desk. She barely looked up as he approached, focused on something on her screen.
"Can I help you?" she asked, her tone neutral as her eyes finally shifted to meet him.
"I'm here to see the captain," Ezra replied, trying not to chuckle. It seems that the bureaucrats were the same, whether humans or vampires.
She gave him a once-over, then picked up the phone, murmuring something into it. Ezra didn't even bother to listen in, knowing Helena would want to see him.
After a brief exchange, the peacekeeper nodded, putting down the receiver. "You can go through. Captain Helena is expecting you. Her office is just down the hall, third door on the left."