Howard remains silent for now, observing each of the Kindred in turn. The last few nights had been hectic for the recently-awakened vampire; even now, it is difficult for him to accept that it's 1929.

I've got to hand it to these Kindred, he mused, this place makes for easy feeding.

Howard had also not been able to find the masked vampire; even if he had, though, he doubted that he would recognize her.