Deadline
Griffin was quiet as he rode the elevator up to the City Lord's penthouse. This time, X didn't come up with him as it was a summons of all counts in the city and not a personal summon.
The elevator dinged softly and the door opened. He adjusted the modulator at his throat and stepped out, projecting his usual state of lazy amusement.
The entrance hall of Itachi's penthouse was as beautiful as ever, displaying his wealth. Griffin didn't stand like an idiot looking around. He had already seen it all before.
Instead, he walked forward towards the tall, narrow floor to ceiling windows where Count Solomon was already waiting.
Solomon, who was as usual, cheating with an almost undetectable film of Aura, radiated authority and danger. He stood with his golden mane of hair cascading over his shoulders and with his piercing eyes, greeted Griffin with a nod.