Many hours had gone by as Kimon and The Alchemist continued their conversation. Their mutual friend, Daniel, was nowhere to be seen.
Well, that was not true. They had once seen him on the stage talking to one of the auctioneers. Clearly, he was busy directing the details of the auction, leaving Kimon and The Alchemist alone for hours.
After another hour mark had reached, guests started to pour in profusely.
Kimon made sure to memorize the looks of each of them. If he had questions about their identity, the experienced Alchemist was just within hair reach.
There were a few he spotted that he mentally marked as dangerous.
For starters, he had finally caught the appearance of the dangerous leader of Black Hand. Just as he spied on this skinny man, the man looked back at the executive room with a smile that seemed to taunt whoever was on the other end of the stare-off.
