Alpha Black!

Ozul ignored Cyril's rambling on how and why there is no assassin's agency better than the Order of Dusk.

"Show the way," Ozul said to Mark, who began to lead the way again. 

As they passed by the streets, Ozul sensed people of various power levels. This town had become a place specifically regulated for all the shady business. No one minded each other's presence and hurriedly moved about for their work.

Mark brought them to the other end of the town. There was a tall building on a busy street, but there was only a shabby counter at the front entrance.

Ozul saw no one entering the building, but some people occasionally passed by the counter. Those few only did a little chit chat with the man standing behind the bar in shadow before walking away in a hurry.

"Is this it?" Ozul pointed towards it, but Mark made a difficult expression on his face. 

"Y-yeah... kind of,"