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From the Journal of Robert Frohmeyer:

I can't believe that Blade has gotten soft. I knew Whistler well and he passed his hatred of the bloodsuckers to Blade. I don't know how Blade could even suggest I reconsider my views on them after all that I have lost.
*****
Scud was backed up with work. Granted he only had himself to blame he had been slacking lately. But then again he was dealing with family issues.
Scud signed the final paycheck and leaned back in his chair, Payroll was done. Of course he still had a stack of departmental reports sitting on the desk waiting to be reviewed. It was going to be a late night.
Delores had stuck her head in the door 30 minutes ago letting him know she needed to pick up a parcel from the post office so no one should have been on this floor yet he heard the ding of the elevator. It was probably Eric or his father, so when he heard the door to his office open he thought nothing of it.
Sighing he looked up ready to firmly send whichever of the other Frohmeyers it was off to find something to do with themselves but he didn't recognize the old man who stood there staring it him. “Sir, are you lost?” Scud asked.
“Joshua, I came to talk to you. It's time for you to come home.” The old man said.
“I'm sorry but I think you have made a mistake. I'm right where I belong.” Scud said.
“No you aren't. Your father was selfish, he denied you your place. You belong with your master, Pendragon.” The old man said.
“Who the fuck are you?” Scud asked. “I don't know Pendragon and I don't belong to him.”
“But you do. Your father ruined it for you.” The old man looked at Scud. “You were meant for Pendragon Joshua just as I was. I'm Joseph, your uncle.”
Scud looked at the old man. “Look, I'm sorry but I don't belong to Pendragon, he's not my master.”
“You don't understand Joshua, Pendragon wants you to come to him and serve him. He will keep you safe from the world just like he has kept me safe.” Joseph reached into his pocket pulling out a gun. “You have to come with me now. You will thank me once you meet him, there is nothing on Earth better than serving him.”
“You plan to force me to go with you at gunpoint?” Scud asked as he pressed a small button under his desk. “How can it be so wonderful to serve him if you need a gun to convince me?”
“You don't understand. You have to go to him and then you will understand. You will want to stay.”
Scud placed his hands on the desk hoping the old man would not see him as a threat. “I'm happy here.”
The old man pointed the gun at Scud. “No you're not happy. You can only be happy with him. That is why I came to get you for him, so you can be happy.”
Scud wondered what was taking security so long in getting to the floor. “Different people are happy with different things. I am happy here.”
Scud felt relief when the elevator chimed. His relief quickly changed to panic when Eric called out to him. “Go back upstairs!”
Joseph may have been old but he was still fast enough to turn and point the gun at the boy. “You're Eric, come in this is even better than I hoped.” The old man was smiling as he waved the gun directing Eric to where Scud was now standing behind the desk.
As soon as Eric got close Scud grabbed his arm pushing the boy behind him. “Pendragon only wants the oldest,” Scud said. “That would be me.”
“No he wants you both now. He will be so happy to have you with him and we will all be happy too.” The old man said. “We are family. I'll have my nephews with me.”
Scud had no idea how the old man sensed the guards creeping up behind him, but the old man turned and pulled the trigger. One guard fell to the ground and the other lunged for Joseph. The two were struggling for control of the gun when the trigger was pulled. The second guard had made it to his feet and also grabbed the old man.
Eric found himself on the floor under Scud. It took a minute for him to realize that his shirt felt wet, but he didn't feel any pain. If you get shot it should hurt right? Then it hit him “Josh!”
“I'm okay.” Scud said although he didn't seem to be in any hurry to get off of his brother. After a couple of minutes he rolled over. “Don't say anything, I'm fine. It's just lead, it hurts but it won't kill me.”
“Mr Frohmeyer?” One of the guards started toward Scud.
“I'm fine. I'm going to call someone to come get him.” Scud pulled out his cell phone and scrolled through his contacts before finding the number he wanted. “B, can you come to my office?”
*****
Blade looked through the small barred section of steel door at the old man. Danica Talos little private rooms did come in handy he thought. He looked at Drake “Is this guy for real?”
“I would say he's a perfect match for Pendragon.” Drake said. “He honestly believes what he is saying. He thinks Scud will be perfectly happy if he just walked up to Pendragon and started being his slave.”
“I'm surprised you're holding it together.” Blade said “He shot Scud and he's still in one piece.”
“It's not easy, the only thing holding me together right now is the fact that LaMagra sees Pendragon as the greater threat. Getting rid of this old man won't make Scud any safer.” Drake said. “And it was lead, Scud will be fine. He's resting now. He'll be completely healed when he wakes up.”
“What about Eric? Is he going to let your secret slip?” Blade asked.
“No he's with Scud. Our company Doc gave him a sedative. He won't wake up until sometime tomorrow. I sent Robert out with Abby and King to do a little hunting.” Drake explained. “That will keep him busy tonight and by the time they get back it will be too late to wake him.”
“Are you sure you want to do this? Give that old man a heart attack and he won't be able to tell you anything.” Blade pointed out.
“Then let's hope he talks to me, because if he doesn't he'll find himself having a heart to heart chat with LaMagra.” Drake said.
*****
The vampire hesitated in front of the study door. He had absolutely no desire to be the bearer of bad news. Pendragon had no concept of the phrase ' Don't shoot the messenger.' Unfortunately bad news was all he had to deliver. Raising his hand he rapped lightly on the wood and waited for Pendragon to command him to come in.
Quickly dropping to his knees he spoke. “Master, the old man is not in the house or on the grounds. One of the cars is gone and when we searched his room we found this note.” The vamp offered the note to Pendragon.
Pendragon read the note and smiled. “Go prepare a room for young Joshua! Joseph has gone to fetch him home for me.”
“Master?” the vamp questioned.
“Don't dawdle! I want everything in readiness when Joshua arrives.” Pendragon ordered. “Put him in the blue room. I understand that room gets the most light.” Pendragon rubbed his hands together in glee. “Oh yes have someone hang the portrait in his room.”
The vampire got to his knees not willing to press his luck when he had escaped in one piece. Backing out of the room he closed the door and hurried to the living room where a group of vamps waited.
“He wants the blue room prepared. He actually believes the old man is going to drag this Josh here.” The vampire shook his head.
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