It was the next night when the Invictus squad made their way back out to the area of the Ridge Motel at dawn. Surveillance was the order of the day - getting into position, finding their man and taking him so they could determine if he was working with anybody else should not be all that difficult.
Right?
On further musing, Hazelton and Saito might have disagreed. It weighed on the Knight's mind that after this was all said and done for, it was on to another mission for the Hound of South Sacramento.
No rest for the wicked.
With a quiet sigh as he pulled his car to a stop about a block from the Ridge Motel, he said, "All right. Let's get into position under the Cloaks and monitor this. No engagement until he's here. A quick and dirty knockout in one of the rooms seems easy enough, unless either of you have a different idea?"
Cold brown eyes flicked from each to each, the Menace pouring off him through the cab of the vehicle. It was a constant reminder of the things he had done so far.
Cruelty.
Violence.
Murder.
That it was all for Society only made it more horrifying.
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