Liam
Once they'd gotten a little distance from where they'd met up the vampire nodded and sang like a canary. "Well, the way I hear it is there's a whole lotta folk the next block over with a little too much green in the pocket. You know, fancy cars and jewelry, but they ain't the respectable sort who'd normally afford that kinda thing."
How did you think Liam got such nice suits, anyway? A desk job? Heh. Not in his life, and definitely not now that he's dead. "Now, a bird told me he saw them punks talkin' to some kids down some of the alleys there. Looked like there were some suspicious exchanges goin' on there." He trusted that bird too; he'd killed it up proper and made it move again with his blood, so it were a lot easier to make go where he wanted it to. "Now, I don't reckon I know what the laws are about that in this strange city, but where I come from that's the sorta thing ya look at."