He gave Mia a stern look, but said nothing. He knew she was trying to provoke him, but he wasn't going to play her game. This was exactly the kind of distraction he did not need right now.<br/>It took quite awhile for the train to make it's way into New York, and even more before it arrived at the Grand Central, the end station. Mordechai had been here before, but he still found the old building breath taking. He smiled as he imagined what Mia would think, she had never even been outside their sleepy mountain town untill now.<br/>He grabbed her arm and pulled her closer to him when they got of the train. He spoke in a low voice, no one would be able to overhear what they said, even if they wanted to. Most of the other passangers hurried along, nervously minding their own buissness and probably worrying about how to get home safely. New York could be a scary place after sunset.<br/>"Listen carefully now, Mia. I know the city will feel like it's filled with wonders, and in a way I can relate. But I need you to be on your toes and never leave my side, ok? There are things you never read about in the papers, and many of them makes their home here in this city."<br/>They walked across the Main Hall, made famous by quite a few movies, he guessed Mia might already be familiar with it, he didn't really keep track of what young people watched these days. The cold wind hit them the moment they stepped outside, snow blowing up in their faces. There really was something wrong with the weather these past few weeks, the snow just wouldn't let up. Tonight wasn't all that bad though, a few snow flakes fell lazily, but the wind still whipped up snow and blew it around, making it feel like the snowfall was more substantial than it was. Mordechai pulled his coat tight around him, feeling cold to his very bones. No cabs seemed to be out a night like this. He felt like cursing, walking all the way up to Spanish Harlem at this time of night, in this weather, was not in any way ideal, but unavoidable. He was not about to use the subway, he knew what could be lurking in the dark tunnels deep under the city streets. He wasn't even sure the trains would still be running this late, he hadn't been here for ages.<br/>"Button your jacket now, and put your cap on if you don't want your ears to fall off, young lady. We have to walk quite far, there is this old, rundown hotel in Spanish Harlem where I used to sometimes stay in my younger days, and I'm affraid it's all we can afford at the moment." There were another reason for them staying there, but he was not about to tell her that.<br/><br/>Across the street, two figures appeared from the shadow of an alley. One of them elbowed the other in his side, and pointed at the father and daughter. No word was spoken as they started tracking their prey without drawing any attention. They were expert predators of the night, they had done this before.