In the shadow of the night, a figure moved swiftly through a building, scaling the walls before flipping through an open window.
It landed soundlessly, eyes narrowing as they settled on a man in the arms of two bare women.
Confirming this was her target, the shadow crept closer, disgust curling her lips as the stench of alcohol and the sour tang of sweat and sex filled the air. Still, she didn't falter.
The man stirred, blinking drunkenly, his eyes surprisingly clear. ''Who are-'' His question was cut off as the shadow knocked him unconscious with a swift blow, dragging him to the window. Graves pulled out her phone and sent a short text to Lucas before throwing the man out of the window.
It should have made a sound, but there was only silence. Lucas caught the man below, the weight making his hand slightly numb from the man- heavyweight.