Sitting on the booth bench with his arm wrapped around the shoulder of the lady he just captured, Adam quietly observed the entire nightclub using his domain.
"So. Ariel Lupin is it?" Adam could feel her stiffen further at the mention of her real name. Clearly, this was the first time that their identities might have been revealed by someone in such an out of pocket way. Already, he was able to see the assassin girl's mind going into full overdrive, trying to make sense of how the fuck he knew about her identity and just how much did he really know.
He could have played around with her some more but he did not really have the leisure to play with a little girl.
"I must say, this is quite funny. The descendants of Arsene Lupin are working with the descendants of Moriarty. What to call it if not fate?"
