Contingency
Alfred was already in a battle position the moment he teleported into the alley.
He moved immediately from where he was, just in case.
It was an instinct that had developed after being ambushed one too many times.
When there was nothing out of the ordinary, he straightened, adjusting his coat.
He was as usual, dressed in his whole butler attire. He looked this way and that before he began walking briskly to his destination.
It didn't take long for him to get to the pedestrian bridge.
He walked up it and stood in the middle, waiting as he watched the few cars go by in the dark of night.
An hour went by before the person he was waiting for arrived.
She walked slowly towards him like she owned the place and technically, she did own the place.
"Lana." He greeted her with a nod.
"Alfred." The Countess returned his nod, coming to stand beside him.