If not than it was a waste and she would have to wait for the meeting to be over before she found out what was actually going on. She could always wait till sunrise and surprise Wolfgang that way. Then she would be sure to have him alone, at least for a few minutes. She would make that decision tomorrow morning.
For now she shut off the computer and went to her room to sleep.
She awoke before sunrise and ate. She worked out and ate again, a light meal. She went over all the scenarios in her head, if Wolfgang was there, if he wasn’t there, to wait till daylight or face him in the early morning. All these thoughts swirled around in her head as Alexander came into the kitchen and hugged her from behind.
That had shocked her out of her chaotic contemplation.
She looked at the vampire and he smiled at her and prepared his blood himself. She no longer made him his meals and when he was able, he made her meals for her.
She couldn’t think of anything other than this meeting and her confrontation with Brandt’s Head of House. What would Kenneth say at this meeting? What was he planning? But even more troubling was why had he invited low level soldiers from House Brandt? He was about to do something, something that he had been planning for a long time by what she had seen in his house and felt through his dream world that she had commanded for a few brief seconds. She only hoped that she could put the pieces together before he had a chance to spring whatever plans he had conjured.
Alexander didn’t bother to go out tonight. He lounged around the house, watching some television at one point but mostly just looked bored sitting on the couch. She wished he would go find something to do. Why couldn’t he like playing video games or something? Having a bored vampire just walk up and down the apartment did little for her concentration.
She poured over all the information she could gather about Wolfgang’s house. She had pinpointed two possible places for him to sleep. She rehearsed getting into the house mentally and how she would go about searching the place, room by room if necessary. The more she thought about it the better it seemed for her to wait till daybreak. The only thing was by then the meeting would be over.
She could always find out about the meeting later from Alexander. She could wake him up in the middle of the day and have him answer her questions. She was pretty sure with Kenneth bringing in other House vampires this would just be some grand announcement, something to place fear into the other Houses or his own? That thought hadn’t occurred to her till just then. This could all be to distract Alessandro from what Kenneth’s real objective was.
She needed help and she could always use the tenuous truce between the vampire Houses as her weapon. Wolfgang wasn’t prone to anger or rash action, which was why he was what he was. But if she could convince him that Kenneth, the upstart, was threatening the carful balance between the Houses, then he might be inclined to act.
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At twelve thirty in the morning Alexander and Ansuya drove out of the condo parking garage and headed north toward the coast heading toward Wolfgang Hammerstein’s, Head of House Brandt, mansion.
They arrived about an hour later. Ansuya told him to drop her off a mile or so away. He had been reluctant to do that but didn’t argue.
Then Alexander drove off back toward the city and Kenneth’s mysterious meeting. Ansuya turned north and began to make her way to the mansion.
She was well dressed and walked along the sidewalk. She figured walking out in the open would be less conspicuous. That and if you walked out in the open the constantly patrolling police cars had little reason to suspect you were up to something if you were just walking down the street.
She went over the floor plans of the house again and again in her mind as she walked. She tried to not look lost or too determined in her steps. She casually strolled, occasionally brushing her hair from her face as the ocean breeze gusted from time to time.
Eventually she saw the mansion. She checked the address; this was the place.
She walked past it, looking through the wrought iron gate that blocked a long driveway that led up the house as she did. The house was an off-white color with ground blue lights splashing a cool look all over it. It reminded her of a swimming pool with crystal clear water. The lights mounted on the house were a soft white that seemed to accent the blue lights from the ground. The Mansion met the driveway in a bulbous section that fused with the rest of the massive rectangle stacked upon rectangle shapes that made up the rest of the massive structure.
She didn’t stare and she didn’t stop walking. A single woman walking past a house, regardless of how grand that house was, wouldn’t need to be observed closely. She used that to her advantage. She looked out of the corner of eye at the house and the surrounding walls to spot where the security cameras were, where possible guards or security people might be, and any other security measures that were sure to be there.
She didn’t see any guard house that she could recognize from the street. She also didn’t hear any dogs barking. She couldn’t smell anything on the salty sea breeze either. Of course, her human nose was miserably inadequate for the task next to her werewolf nose. But then she couldn’t exactly shift in the middle of the street either.
When she had walked past the mansion and was out of sight on the other side, she ducked into the bushes around the wall that surrounded the mansion. When she was hidden from sight she quickly undressed and she shifted. She took in long sniffs of the air, testing for dogs or people. She couldn’t smell anything.
She looked up at the wall. There were no cameras that she could see. The information she could pull from her online resources were sparse in actual security measures. Where she was, the outer wall was surrounded by trees, so the likelihood that cameras would be placed there, just to be blocked by foliage, was unlikely.
She shifted back and put on her clothes. She had decided to wait till sunrise. Alexander would wait and tell her about the meeting. She could also wait to see just what kind of security or house protection Wolfgang kept at his mansion.
She sat down in the bushes, concealing herself from sight from the road and went over the floor plans for the hundredth time that night. She was only going to get one shot at the Head of House, she would be ready.