Lucius Lazarus (Present Day: Jan 12, 2015)
Sipping my morning tea, I relished the spiced Arabian blood stirred in it. Arabian blood gave that extra kick. It was great for the morning after a long night. While going over the morning reports, my phone began to buzz erratically in my pocket.
Who is texting me this early in the day? Is one of my workers calling out sick or is it a work emergency I need to take care of? Could it be a report from one of my intel teams?
Unlocking my phone, I found a message from one of my many spies.
Intel team, so the question is simple. Is this current information about the boy or is it a report about a dead end? I do hope it’s the former.
Opening the message, I was greeted with an image of the albino boy we were after alongside two others. The three of them were loading into a black car in the hidden underground car park of the Empire State Building. Their luggage implied an extended stay off the clan’s property.