Yet something else felt…off. Lenora was scanning the area, but the slight tension in her posture suggested she was waiting for someone specific—perhaps even on a mission.
That outfit is suspiciously out of character for her, Luke mused. It's more akin to what you'd see from a disguised agent or someone—
Just then, a voice broke his train of thought. "Luke? Hey, Luke!"
He turned to see Walter Murphy stepping out of the same private club, accompanied by a few of his newly-made associates. Walter, the scion of the Murphy Family, had recently become a key player in local business dealings—particularly in distributing the military's blood agent.
Luke had run into him earlier in the evening. Now Walter hurried over, pressing a sleek black card into Luke's hand.
