Grigori remained motionless for a while, staring intently at the boy wearing a black tunic and lithe dark grey pants standing in front of him.
He had to admit, the first time he noticed them spying on him, he mistook them for private investigators. After all, you didn't do his line of work without attracting such filth from time to time.
Needless to say, when Subject 13 and subsequently, the Keeper of the Flame, were brought up, he started to rethink his initial evaluation.
Just who were these people, really?
How much did they know about their operations, and most importantly, how had they come to acquire that information?
All of these were questions Grigori was dying to know, but he had to be patient.
If there was something he had learned over the years, it was that when hunting prey, you had to bide your time and exercise restraint, so that when you did finally achieve your objective, it would be smooth and seamless.