Hannibal drove to 110 Almound Street as he did from time to time after work.

He turned off the engine of his vehicle about 2 blocks back, and walking he slipped into the open garden of that middle-class neighborhood.

The sound of leaves crunched under his carefully polished shoes, glancing at the windows around the house, admiring you.

You worked together with Will, and Hannibal couldn't help but feel equally attracted.