The real vampires had arrived and they believed they were invincible.
William and Michael knew that the exotic city of New
Orleans belonged to them from the instant they crossed the bridge.  They were a couple of young princes with their long blond ponytails, black shirts and trousers, shining leather boots. Their mission ended here if all went well - and it would.
William drove the Red Cross van through the French Quarter they were on the lookout for prey. The van rode slowly back and forth on Burgundy, Dauphine, Bourbon, Royal, Chartres, all of the more famous streets. The sounds of Readysexgo blared from the tape deck.’Radio Tokyo7, then’Supernatural Blonde’.  The brothers finally got out and strolled along Riverwalk. They turned into the Riverwalk Marketplace, and it made William feel physically ill: Banana Republic, Eddie Bauer, the Limited, Sharper Image, the Gap - mediocrity, tripe, utter stupidity everywhere he looked.’What do you want to do?’William turned to Michael.’Look at all this commercial crap in the middle of this beautiful city.’ ‘Let’s take somebody out here in their putrid shopping mall.  Maybe we should feed in a changing room at Banana Republic. I love that idea.’
‘No!’William said. He grabbed hold of Michael’s arm.’We’ve been working too hard for this. I think we need a distraction.’
They couldn’t take any more prey. Not now. Not so close to Daniel and Charles’s domain. So William drove out of New Orleans on the Bonnet Carre Spillway. He continued on Interstate 10 into the real Louisiana. A distraction was definitely needed.
William found what he wanted about an hour outside New
Orleans. The rock climb wasn’t much, but at least the face was steep.
You had to concentrate; if you didn’t, you fell, and you were dead.  The brothers chose ............