Tuttle looked around t he place shaking his head.  "You know you could have a better place then this rat hole.  I know you want a safe house as all Eagles do, but this place is a dump.  A place that I would expect one of those Satan Spawns would hole up in."  He had a decent place in the more well to do portion of the city, besides the rooms at the Order's complex in the middle of the city.  All members of the Order had rooms at the Order Headquarter Complexes.  But of course the more elites had their own places and of course safe houses.  Places to get away and relax some from the other Hunters.<br/><br/>"Got a call from Communications, saying there was a disturbance down town.  Gun fire, and a body that was blown to pieces."  he sighed.  "You are getting sloppy Maya.  Also there was a report of people jumping from roof top to roof top.  Three people.  I know you were after Bernie again.  He is a slippery one that I would love to nail.  But who was the third?  Any idea?"<br/><br/>Dante returned to his own home, in one of the high rise apartment buildings.  He had bought his place there.  Hell he could afford it and more.  It was a large place with a view of the city.  Two bedrooms, bath that had a sunken tub, full kitchen, and large living area and a wet bar.  It was furnished with comfortable furniture and here and there a painting from one of the masters, or some other art work that probably should be in a museum.  Over two hundred years of stealing things and getting paid for that stuff had made it possible for him to enjoy some of the good things in life.  But he also had another way to use his money, especially the money he had got for the gem.<br/><br/>He drew himself a hot tub of water and stripped out of his sweaty clothes and walked down into it.  It was big enough for two people if he wanted.  He reclined in the tub and let the hot water ease the stiffening muscles.  It had been one hell of a day and he wanted to just relax now.  A hot bath, a nice stiff drink, and listen to some music and perhaps the news on TV.  When he did grab his drink and sit down in just his bath robe to turn the TV on, the news of the strange death on the roof top was being reported.  "Poor Leroy, All over TV and the roof top as well."  he chuckled.  Then he saw a man in the back ground of all the cops  and reporters "To late to clean up the mess hunter.  Bet your there to see if anyone saw anything so you can keep them quiet.  Don't want the world knowing that everything they have read in books about vampires and werewolves and the like are true. "  That made him wonder about the female Hunter.  He would not mind see what she looked like with out her hunter's clothing.  Damn she was a good looking one.  But he figured he would never see her again.  What was the chances of that.