The Dead Vampire

Chapter Forty Two

Blade was in the guest room trying to reach the Viper group at the ghetto. There hadn’t been any feedback since he was informed of the Vampire attack on the ghetto. Blade thought his group was the target. Anyway, the enmity between them wouldn’t want him to withdraw him men even if they weren’t the target. When he phone rang, he jumped to the table.

“Boss. We were utterly defeated and we lost a lot of men.”

“To four Vampires?” Blade asked.

Blade unconsciously lifted his hand and wanted to smashed his phone on the floor before he resuscitate and hung the hand in the air. It was a bitter frustration. He had never won any combat against them since he became the leader of the Vipers. He screamed in pain that it caught the attention of his colleagues. They thought of entering the guest room but it was against the ethic.

Blade resorted to sitting in the chair thinking of what he could do to bring the guys down. He grabbed his phone and called one of his right hand men whom he depended on in