Lachlan extended his hand, to grasp it in the other mans. He knew exactually who that man was. It was Victor, from the Clan that called themselves Night Walkers. In fact, they were a very different Clan then most, and yet, they still had ties, all thanks to Lachlans father. Victor was tall, wise and beyond years to know his age for looks were deceiving. He had wanted this encounter all day, after confirming information last night, and now it was here.
“Sir Victor.” Lachlan said with a nod.
“Young Lachlan, it has been many years.” The smooth voice of Victor spoke.
“Nineteen perhaps?” Lachlan asked, though he was sure.
“You have a good memory.” Victor stated.
“May I ask a question Sir Victor?” Lachlan asked.
“My dear boy, you may ask, but I can not commit to answer. While we are not en
