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Trixie.
    Vincent inhaled deep. "Yes. My daughter."
    Daughter? Dom gave him a sideways stare. "I thought you said your daughter was killed by a vampire."
    Vincent shrugged in an innocent fashion, his lips pursed. "No, she's definitely alive and kicking, as you can see." He held his open palm out toward Trixie.
    Dom crossed his arms over his chest. "Uh-huh, I can see that! But, you told me the last time I was here that she was dead and you wanted revenge on the vamp who killed her."
    Vincent wiggled his fingers on the air. "A small... bending of the truth." He chuckled.
    "Bending of the truth? I could've been killed by you bending the truth!"
    Vincent's back straightened. He jabbed a finger at Dom's chest. "You wanted to hunt vampires, didn't you?"
    "Yeah."
    "And I paid you well, didn't I?"
    Dom rocked his head from side-to-side. "Hmm..."
    Vincent's eyes lit up. "Ah! Come on now, answer. I paid you very well didn't I?" He bent down and glared up into Dom's eyes, who was reluctant to meet his stare.
    Dom then glanced down; Vincent was grinning and pointing. "Okay, yeah," he agreed, finally caving in. "You got my uptight landlord off my back."
    "Ha! Exactly. My bending of the truth set you on your way. I even sent Trixie out to save you when you got into trouble."
    Dom went to speak, but then stopped short.
    "Ah, didn't think I knew, did you? In-out job, eh? Pah. Now who's the one bending the truth?"
    Dom went to respond, but didn't know how to. He let out a hot breath. "All right, all right. This is just all so weird." He grabbed his forehead. "It's all too much to handle right now. I feel like I'm in some kind of dream. I've got too many questions." Like , ain't you a little old to be her father? But, let's just not go there.
    "Of course you have, young man," agreed Vincent. "We'll have plenty of time tomorrow to get up to speed on things before your training starts."
    Dom froze. "Training?"
    Vincent gave him a vehement nod. "Of course. You'll need to be trained to look after yourself while performing your new job. By Jove you need it. Get some meat on these bones so you can tear those vamps a new one!"
    "Wait, I... Job? What job?"
    "The one you applied for when you answered my classified. You passed the interview with flying colors once you killed that vampire and brought me his corpse."
    Dom stepped back. He stared at Vincent through squinted eyes. "And who says I want this job?"
    Vincent chuckled. "No one. If you don't want to take the job, then that's fine, no hard feelings. The front door is there." He pointed at the door Dom just walked through and straightened his back.
    Dom glanced at it; he then locked eyes with Trixie, who diverted her stare up and away from him.
    Dom's shoulders drooped. "I suppose I better sleep on it."
    Vincent gave him a pat on the back. "That a boy! You'll have a clearer mind in the morning to make a better judgment on your future. You'll also get a chance to ask any burning questions you may have. Now, Trixie will show you to your room." Both Vincent and Dom glanced over at Trixie.
    She groaned in irritation. "Must I?"
    "Yes, Patricia," Vincent retorted. "Dominic is our guest. Please show him some respect."
    Trixie mumbled something under her breath as she reluctantly got to her feet. She turned and stretched, giving Dom a real chance to view her svelte body in full, which was accentuated by that tight, leather superhero suit she liked to wear. Dom's mouth became a small O. Man, she's hot, no doubt about that.
    Shame about the attitude.
    She strode over to where they both stood, her heels clacking across the marble. "Follow me to your room, sir," she said with a slight bow, before striding away toward the stairs.
    Dom looked from her pert derriere to Vincent, who put on a toothy grin. "Don't worry, Dominic, you're safe with us now. What happened tonight is a mere triviality."
    "A mere triviality that almost got my ass handed to me."
    "Well, you did decide to venture into the heart of Order