Mel repeated what Daniel said so Jazz could hear, the older witch nodding and checking again what she'd already packed. She reached up and tugged open a drawer further up the wall, pulling it out and plonking it down on the workbench. She rummaged through for a moment, then pulled out something with a small throaty sound of triumph before returning the drawer to its slot.

"What will you do it they do?" Mel asked, trying to disguise the hint of concern she felt. He was a vampire, she shouldn't be concerned.