Max Jerious (http://msg5898391)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Reedland, Utah<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1, 7:25 PM<br/><br/>Things were going rather well. The sheriff was handling the mundane things and Max only had to guide things in the right direction. He saw the new police vehicle approaching along with another and he turned, pretending to be occupied with something else.  Then, as the cars were unloading he took out a can of chewing tobacco, something most cops did, and used that as an excuse to let things progress. He could smell the scent of the young vampire and was happy that there was another present. It would makes things easier even though he couldn't tell the newcomer what he was.<br/><br/>Max was about to say something to the sheriff when he glanced in the direction of the camera and the reporter. It was working out nicely, now it was time to feign disgust, "What the fuck are you doing?" He said it right as Jackson was trying to gather his identity, "You!" he pointed to the reporter and the cameraman, "Get beyond the yellow tape. Your contaminating a crime scene!"<br/><br/>Turning to Jackson he stepped into the man's face, "I'm Corporal Jerious, with State Patrol. What kind of operation do you normally run? This crime scene isn't your personal tour ground! I need CSI to look over every inch of this place to get all the evidence we can to catch the perp. Why the hell would you bring people into a marked off area before clearance has been given."  Max knew that from this distance Jackson would easily detect his scent. There was no chance of mistaking who the other vampire was, hopefully, he would understand that all that was taking place was for the veil and nothing more. "Hold on."   Max steped to the side and pointed at the coroners, "Are you two CSI? No? Then get out of my crime scene until I tell you otherwise. Hasn't anybody ever been part of an investigation?"