Jerrard rolled his eyes again, sliding off his barstool to begin damage control. He directed his bartender to make a copy of the surveillance video for the police, a photo of the perpetrator for himself, and call the wounded men's families. That done, he had the rest of his employees escort guests out and begin cleaning any damage.

Then he stepped outside to address the gathered media, showing the photo and offering a significant reward for anyone who helped the police capture her. He had all the rest of the night -- plus hundreds of years of experience, and a vicious imagination -- to plan how he'd make life difficult for her.