Chapter 53: Important Information?
At dusk, Vice and his group followed the words of the man who had passed them earlier that day, making their way near the Rain Hotel.
This was one of the few hotels in the city, so it had been easy for them to find it after some searching.
When they got there, their group stopped in front of the hotel across the street, where there was a small plaza.
"Where is he?" One of Vicente's young subordinates asked in a low voice, observing the surroundings as they acted as if they were standing still, admiring that beautiful square.
The public lighting in the surroundings was good, with oil lamps around the square, but magic lamps in the surroundings of that well-known local hotel.
Even at night, one could see the candle sight of this square, which was very well cared for, with a beautiful lawn and pruned trees.
Vicente then said. "Stay calm. He will only deliver information to us. It's not something grand to the point where we should be nervous."
Rory was not with them, having stayed behind at the inn they were staying at to familiarize himself with his powers.
After the Awakening, one needed to focus some of their time on meditating and relearning everything about themselves. Otherwise, a magician could risk seriously injuring weaker people by not knowing how to control themselves or their abilities.
When one awakened their powers, they would naturally have a very strong feeling about their new characteristics. But just by focusing some time on themselves and training for at least a few hours, one would come to a good understanding of what they were capable of.
Rory was doing this now, but Vicente and his men had no time to waste and had come to this place without him.
One of them had stayed behind to watch Rory while he was learning more about himself.
"Boss, someone is approaching us." The oldest among Vicente's subordinates said as they spotted a man taking the trash out of dumpsters around that square.
One of those dumpsters was near them, and soon that man approached them, whistling as he seemed to do his job.
"Pretend you are leaving, and when you get to the second dumpster I came from, pretend you will put something in the trash. What you want is there waiting for you." He muttered before picking up the garbage bag and leaving.
Upon hearing this, Vicente's men tried hard not to show a reaction to this man, not understanding the need for him to act so cautiously with them.
But Vice sighed and said. "Let's go. We've seen enough of that part of town."
They stopped watching that man and headed in the direction from where he had approached them.
"Chief, why is he acting like this? We're not from the city. I don't know what kind of danger there could be in them relating to us." One of the young men said.
Vicente then commented in a low voice. "Maybe he is being watched."
Gulp!
"What do we do?" The older of them continued with an ugly expression on his face, but with a sharper look on his face, with one of his hands straining for him to reach for the gun at his waist.
"Keep acting like he said. It's not uncommon for those involved with what shouldn't be to be watched or have to act from that world." Vicente commented. "Maybe this is to protect him. Perhaps this is to help us, or even both.
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