Kieran looked at the person in front of him, with a smug smile and an indecipherable expression. As the greatest assassin in the city on behalf of the Phantom Scythe, the White needed to live up to his reputation of Purple Hyacinth.

“What do you think of our deal, detective?” He asked, leaning against the railing of the highest bridge in the city of Ardalis.

"We both want to end the Scythe. It's the perfect deal."