On the night of the robbery unseen eyes followed the dark-skinned woman's every lithe, stealthy move as she made her way over the wall and onto the property of the large, mansion-like home. Arnold Culler trailed Kiera Cohen as she moved through the yard to the back door, and he waited with her for the maid to arrive.
He smiles when she chokes out the woman, the fact that Kiera would go to whatever lengths to get the job done becoming obvious to him.
Inside the house he comfortably follows her at a relaxed pace, despite her nervous tenseness. His Cloak of Night insured him against discovery, the mortal woman did not have that luxury.
He found himself smirking in the darkness when she voiced her frustration over the locked office door. He watched with interest as she found the alarm wires, clipped them, and then handily picked the lock on the door. When she found the information on Aguilar, which was nothing incriminating at all really, he expected her to make her exit. He was impressed, however, when she was perceptive enough to notice the safe behind the portrait, and his fascination grew when she revealed the safecracking tools and went about her work breaking the lock on the safe. The more he saw the more sure he became that she possessed the skills he was looking for.
He stood, looking over her shoulder at the items in the safe, paying attention to the items she took and the ones she left. He found her decision to take the coin curious, and wondered what she planned to do with it.
His head turned, along with hers, when they both heard the footsteps on the stairs. When he looked back she had sprung into action, throwing open the window and leaping out - hitting the grass and rolling to her feet. Arnold smiles, watching as she gracefully climbs the wall and is gone before the Guard ever makes it into the office.
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