She paused after he left. She needed to recollect herself before moving on Griffon again. She needed much greater firepower. Her last move was rash, and had nearly cost her her life. As it was, it took even more of her dwindling humanity. She saw her long black hair in the mirror and stroked it...
She perched on the corner of the bed, and waited for Shaun or his representatives. One lesson she had learned in her short time in Eluvian is that there were no true free agents. There were too many malicious forces here who swirled around, and there was too much money at stake to assume...
The room looked safe, if not excessively sterile. If nothing else, it was private. She hadn't had time to grasp the implications, but she assumed Shaun would want something in return. She may have to subordinate her mission to destroy Griffon and take over his syndicate. For now she still needed...