Victor had skipped tonight's service, leaving the kitchen in Nyssa's capable hands. Dressed in his Butcher getup, he prowled the alleys from the rooftops, his eyes scanning the ground below for any sign of the copycat. Joahna Moriarty had exposed the factory district alley murders to the authorities, making it imperative for him to relocate his hunt. He decided to head to the alleys closer to Hell's Kitchen; if someone was trying to frame him, they'd gradually bring the attention closer to his base of operations.
As he moved silently across the rooftops, his keen eyes caught sight of a man wearing a similar outfit and mask to his own, dragging a screaming orc child through the alley. Fury surged through Victor. This was the impostor, daring to mimic his guise and sully his reputation. He immediately dropped down, landing silently behind the man.
"Let the child go," Victor growled, his voice cold and menacing.
