Steven felt his body becoming sluggish as the effect of the drug wore off but the two bloodstones inside the starfish fang made him less slow. He stuffed the cash and gold into a bag. There were drugs too, but those were hard to get rid of so he only took the gold and cash. It took him two minutes to do all this. He had a bit more time, but he couldn't rest assured yet. As Steven hopped over the wall, the minivan approached.

After Steven got in the car, he sighed in relief. He had been warned of the danger of Cocktails for a long time already. He raised his hands which were shaking slightly. It was hard for his unconditioned body to maintain all the intense movements. He needed to return to his best-trained state. Fortunately, the Starfish Fang granted him a lot of agility.

The car went into some building's underground parking lot and stopped.

"A helicopter will be waiting for you on the roof."

"Thank you."

Steven took the bags and took the elevator up the roof. As he returned to the chopper, the phone rang again.

[Seems like it's been taken care of.]

"Yes. I am on my way back."

[Do you have anything to sell?]

"Can I stop by right after I get back?"

[Sure. I'll have it ready.]

Steven hung up the phone and looked outside. The sun was setting. He couldn't stop yesterday's massacre, but he prevented what was going to happen in Everfield today. He saved four people from being kidnapped and about twenty people from being killed.

However, there was no way that the House of Dmitri, or Amon's avatar, would give up. And there were more avatars that Amon could bring to use. At least Amon was not going to consider the ones in Sidney to be necessary at this point. Either way, there was no telling how long it was going to last.

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He needed to make quick work if he were to stop them. There were lots of things he needed to do.

The helicopter arrived and Steven was then transported by car. As he arrived, he smiled.

"He's waiting for you on the 2nd floor."

Steven took the bag up to the 2nd floor. He had a good relationship with Old Man Jason in the past too. In fact, Steven was the only one whom Jason had dinners with.

But Steven just didn't think it would happen this soon. This meant that Steven would be considered his VIP, and Jason only showed his catalog to his VIPs. Steven needed to use this chance to get introduced to someone.

"Come, sit down."

Old Man Jason greeted Steven. Steven sat down and tried to eat, but his wrist was too swollen.

"Are you hurt?"

"It's okay."

He used his left hand to eat. He needed to use both hands to survive fights. He had trained to do so in the past and although it wasn't perfect without training.

"You want a drink?"

Steven nodded and received a cup of liquor.

"So, what are you going to do now?"

Jason was intrigued by Steven. He had investigated Steven, but there were no signs of him being a hunter throughout his entire life when he just killed two vampires in a day already. Killing two from the House of Dmitri would surely ignite their wrath. But why was he not afraid? Besides, why did he do such a thing in the first place? That's what Jason wanted to know.

"I need to be introduced to someone."

"Introduce? I sell intel but I don't introduce."

Steven then grabbed the liquor bottle, poured it into his cup, and drank. Then he concentrated on the dinner. That made Jason more curious. He never imagined Steven would want to be introduced to someone, but he didn't even respond to the old man's answer.

"Why'd you stop in the middle of a discussion? How about you tell me who you want to be introduced to?"

"I need to meet Doctor Abraham Rissmann."

"Doctor Rissmann?"

"Yes."

Jason then crossed his arms and looked at Steven.

"How do you know about him?"

"I just heard."

Jason shook his head this time.

"Not many hunters know his name. And there are very few who know his full name throughout the entire world."

He then he picked up some food and asked, "So, how about you answer my curiosity?"

Steven drank again wordlessly. It would've been good if he could explain it but he couldn't talk about what he had experienced to anyone.

"I'm sure you understand as you live on this side of the world. There are some things you just can't say."

Jason looked silently at Steven. It had been so long since he saw a man who could speak so boldly to him. Jason didn't hesitate to resort to torture if he wanted to know something in the past, but this time, Jason wanted to know what this man wanted to do so badly that he chose to do nothing to him.

Steven might be the hunter Jason had been waiting for.

"Okay, I understand. But I'll need good money for it."

Steven smiled.

"Yes. I have that prepared."