Drake's eyes flashed again, for some reason they looked a deep crimson this time, but then the look turned to one of surprise as he turned, breaking Veronica's grip on his neck. It was that woman he kept seeing all over. How was it possible for her to just be there now? Or was she following him? That couldn't be true. Nobody could even see him if he didn't want them to. And she was strong too. He'd almost not been able to break her hold on him. His wrist was still caught in her grip, but no longer was the blade of his knife pressed against Lexie's throat. He glared furiously at this new woman whom he hadn't even noticed until she had him in her grasp. She must be at least part vampire. He would have seen or heard anything else move. What was she doing here? How could she even see him? And why did she dare to interfere? His voice came out almost a snarl of rage. He really didn't like being surprised.<br/>"Do you have any idea who you're dealing with? What could a vampire such as yourself be doing here right now?"<br/>He wrenched his arm from her grip, moving a few steps back in less time than it took to blink. She was very strong. Even for a vampire. Drake would know. He'd killed a few in the past. This one seemed to be less pure than some others he'd met. She had a scent about her that spoke of a half breed heritage. For once, Drake figured he'd take the more cautious road in a conflict situation though. He raised his hands slowly and slid the dagger back into its sheath. Then he slowly pulled his hand out of his pocket and let it fall to his side. He was itching to reach into his coat and draw something more deadly than the dagger from it, but didn't. His voice was back to its smooth, friendly sound again now as he spoke again.<br/>"For your information, Miss, I was simply trying to find out why Lexie here was following a client of mine. My methods are overly cautious sometimes. It's a habit of decades I'm afraid."<br/>He narrowed his eyes scanning the woman's movements. He was sure the girl was no threat to him, but the woman was an entirely different matter. She could be a real problem if she wanted to be.