Antoinette

"Do you remember that new artist your so fond of? I think I found them for you? I do believe they are in a bit of a pickle...of the 'leech' kind if you will. You remember our deal right? I find you artists or rare works...you do a good deed." That was how Antoinette found herself at the blackmarket auction. Where vampires sold humans. Horrible practice, and she had already picked up the smell of her artist in one of the backrooms, with one quick text to her guards, she headed to one of the private rooms, where you were pacing in the room.