<strong>Forever Young</strong><br/><br/>The woman glared in silence, considering her options by checking around, though she didn't seem to see any way out.  "I can tell you about the mafia," she explained, "but information about the Forsaken is in my right to give.  Besides, it's probably beyond your ability to understand as a simple human."<br/><br/>She kept a close eye on the two, staying some distance away as she talked.  "Mr. Brand is the head of the local mafia organization, or at least, is allowed to pretend to be in order to protect the one who really calls the shots.  A few months ago, my sister and her husband were gunned down in cold blood," her voice raised in fury, "over a matter of less than a thousand dollars!"  Her eyes caught onto Vincent's.  "Mere money!  And Brand's people didn't even question the morality of their actions.  They all deserve to die."