Meanwhile, neither Pronto nor Shaun noticed the figure across the street from the district police station. Standing near a lamppost, dressed in a trench coat and wearing a bowler hat, he silently turned away, blending into the crowd and disappearing without a trace.
That person was Julian.
He let out a long sigh. Gador's death was somewhat unexpected. In Julian's view, a ruthless man like Gador, who specialized in dirty work for powerful figures, wasn't supposed to meet an untimely end so easily. In the underworld, he had handled everything with cruelty and bloodshed, while in high society, those bigwigs, though they looked down on him, also feared him because he knew too many secrets that weren't meant to be known.
