Vitae stood in her office, dropping her glass startled. She felt her connection with Kurt vanish in an instant, throwing her off entirely. Stumbling back down to her chair, she slumped over, looking paranoid. "Damn it…"
The door cranked open as the police commissioner, Charmeine, entered, knocking. "Knock, knock… Vitae, are you alright?"
Vitae remained silent, turning around, staring out to the city whispering. "We lost Kurt."
"What? The legendary hero Kurt? That one? No way… How?"
"How else. He got too curious and went to find his daughter. I had no control over that blasted man. You can't keep a mad dog on a lease." Vitae said in a sour tone, snapping her pen. "Morto fell a few days ago, and now Kurt. Emil will soon follow; I'm sure his team will break the connection one way or another. It's just me left."
