Kit wiped his hands off and tossed the bloody cloth to the side. ”Clean this up and don’t leave a trace” He says to his men motioning to the motionless body on the floor

Kit steps out the warehouse letting the cold air fill his lungs before lighting a cigarette. He takes a drag and starts walking no destination in mind…. Just a walk

Everyone was getting ready for the holidays colorful lights brightened up the city and the shops on the block. After a few more drags Kit stomps out his cigarette. As he continues walking he notices a small little coffee shop on the corner. Deciding he wanted something warm to drink he walks over and pushes the door open