"If it was easy, anyone could do it," he said about him needing more than luck.  "This won't be my first time doing something like this, though.  Vampires think werewolves are stupid and for the most part they're right.  Most werewolves are brutal thugs obsessed with dominance.  Strategy, to them, is 'come at it from behind.'  I try not to be most werewolves."<br/><br/>Behind her were a cabinet and desk.  Seen in whole, it had the look of a kind of office, though it all done in poured concrete from the Old Days.  There were a few high windows, narrow, with heavy yellowing glass.  There was a door leading to another room and a heavy iron door that led outside.  Generations ago, it had been a bomb shelter, but now it was just a mostly buried room in a wild forest.<br/><br/>"Well, one of the things I had considered was sending you back roughed up enough to make it look like you'd succeeded, with some trophy of Yvaine.  But vampires can sometimes read thoughts, even a werewolf's, and he probably knows your mind.  I don't know how tricky you can be.  Taking me in as a prisoner isn't something I'd relish.  You might decide to buy your way back into Blackvayne's affections with an offering."  He half-shrugged.  "I'd think about doing it.  Might actually do it if I thought it would work.  My thought is to avoid detection altogether.  You say it's a fortress, and it is, but there's usually a way into a place.  Something that hasn't been considered.  Vampires don't get to be old by making stupid mistakes, but they do get set in their ways.  Plus, in the end, what makes a place secure are locked doors and people.  You can't reason with a door, but people?  People have weaknesses, foibles, even hidden strengths.  Like their parents."