Jack followed the disgusting murderers with his hand grasping his sword.
He couldn't mask the anger in his heart from how the young child died. Despite knowing that this made him a hypocrite because of his work, the Last Call only killed those they deemed dangerous and a threat and never killed children.
'Well, it's probably because of Enzo's daughter...'
"Why did they enter that store?" Jack muttered to himself as he hid in the shadows.
He hid on the ledge above the Veinlance store because he expected them to head towards the Last Call and not enter the dirty brothel instead.
People passed by, unaware of the assassin hiding in the darkness. His blade half drawn, ready to take a life instantly, before the store's velvet curtain opened with a jingle, causing many people to look towards the store.
It was a famous place in the city, for young female nobles to buy special potions and items to improve their nightlife or... to enjoy the body of a young lover.
'Dirty pigs.'
