From The Grey House:
“You work for Vincent.” It was not a question.
There was a very familiar look in her oddly yellow eyes. A disquieting feeling stole across Natalia’s mind and she shut it down. There was no room or time for doubt or fear. The woman very slowly nodded her head the best she could, giving Natalia a look that would have chilled most humans. Natalia plodded on, ignoring it.
“Tell Vincent that there are Slayers in his club. They’ve planted bombs. I don’t know where. They’ll go off at midnight. Get the people out, now.” Natalia lowered her hand as she talked. The anger in the woman’s eyes slowly changed to disbelief. By the time Natalia was done, she was being given an assessing look.
