Some people were inside the place, putting corpses into bags and hanging them from the ceiling like the others. They kept at it for almost an hour before everyone finally started to leave.
Each went their own way.
Evan, who had already returned to his room at the inn, continued to monitor everything through Shadow's eyes. As soon as he saw that they had all left, he began following several of them, trailing them until they reached their homes.
Some went to night bars still open, others went straight home, while a few chose to spend time in more private places. But Evan wasn't interested in any of them. One by one, he ignored those who weren't suitable for his objective, until he finally found one.
A heavyset man, unawakened, bald, with a face that suggested life hadn't been particularly kind to him. He had been one of the ones helping load the corpses.
