Coth watched them enter the apartment building from the shadows of the alley across the street. Somehow they had found it. He didn’t know how, but somehow they had discovered this sacred place. His master would want to know. He pulled out his cell phone and held it awkwardly to his misshapen head.
“Hello,” said Mister Webb on the other end. The connection was faint and cutting in and out. His master must have been in the Undercity.
“I have found them. It looks as if they have discovered your old home, before you had the revelations.”
“Ah, they are moving quickly. Have you discovered who they are?”
“The man is called Silas Robb, but that’s about all we have on him. The woman we can’t find any information on; it’s as if she doesn’t exist. Actually finding data on either of them
