Late at night…
The hospital corridors outside were silent. A figure in a white coat slipped inside Augustine's room. The surgical mask hid half of his face.
His gaze went first to the bed, but he found it empty. He looked around and spotted Augustine by the window, looking outside, one hand clasping the other behind him.
The man quietly closed the door and turned the lock with a soft click. Only then did he remove the mask, revealing his face.
"What is the update?" Augustine asked, not bothering to turn and check who had entered. It was as if he had been waiting for him.
"Everything is unfolding as planned," the familiar voice of Gustave replied. He crossed the room and stood behind Augustine. "The spies Gabriel sent after you are now in our control. They'll only feed him the information we decide to give."
"Hmm," Augustine hummed in acknowledgment.
