From The Grey House:
“No, this is where we negotiate. What can you do for me?”
“Blood or money.”
He frowned at her. “Don’t play stupid. You’ve already proven you’re not.”
Natalia nodded her agreement. “Human has to try.”
He laughed.“All right. Of course, I want your blood. Especially since you’ve already offered. As for money, I was changed when I was a railroad worker in the late 1800s. I learned to save. I need a place to go. If you want the information, you’ll get me contacts out of the city, away from here.”
She didn’t even pause. “Where?”
“How far East can you get me?”
“I know a couple people in Washington, D.C., one in Boston.”
“Friendly to my kind?”
“I wouldn’t have listed them if they weren’t.”