"You'll have to die first"
As Emmanuel departed from King's office, he couldn't help but notice that he was being trailed, however he didn't react or let his stalker know he'd noticed their presence. They were two of them, two men and they were dressed in black tuxedos even though it was over twenty eight degrees outside. For stalkers they stood out way too much, which made it obvious they were amateurs, but Emmanuel really couldn't care. What he wanted to know was their deal, and why they were following him.
He made turns after turns to confirm if they really were following him, and as he suspected they were. He was a bit confused, he couldn't call them out in public or jump to conclusions, he might end up arrested for public violence, and he didn't want to venture into any dark corners to confront them, it might be what they were planning and he wasn't going to fall for it.