"Last day, Fred," Jeanne Louise commented, offering a smile to the guard as she approached the security station. The mortal man had worked the exit of the science division of Argeneau Enterprises for nearly five years now and was being rotated out to another area to prevent him from noticing that many members of the staff didn't age. She would miss Fred. He'd been a smiling face wishing her a good night and asking about her family for a long time. "Yes, Miss Jeanie. Last day here. Off to one of the blood banks next week." Jeanne Louise nodded, her smile fading slightly and expression sincere as she said, "They'll be lucky to have you there. You'll be missed." "I'll miss all of you too," he assured her solemnly, walking around the counter to the door to unlock it for her. He pushed it open then and held it, turning sideways to let her slip past as he said, "Night, Miss Jeanie. You enjoy the long weekend now." "I will. You too," she said, smiling faintly at his calling her Miss Jeanie. He always made her feel like a child . . . which was impressive since he was only in his late fifties and she was more than forty years older than he was. Not that he would believe that. She didn't look over twenty-five. It was one of the benefits to being a vampire,