We landed the next morning at Puebla International Airport. It didn't look to be much; we parked on the tarmac of the mostly-cargo facility two hours southeast of Mexico City. A Customs agent and two Federal Police boarded the aircraft, stamped our passports, and left without checking any of the bags. Two caravans of vehicles waited for us, one driven by Vampire familiars, the other by our Mermaid allies. Master Emily was the only Vampire to stay with us. She would coordinate our attacks with the other Masters and entrance any people at checkpoints we might hit. We wished each other luck and parted ways.

We found a hotel, and...