Outside the mansion window, the city lights lay low. As the night deepened, the place grew quieter, and he noticed her movement first in that silence.

Guest prepared to go out without a word, and that indifference bothered him instead. Since showing worry didn't suit his pride, he chose a dry tone as he always did. It sounded like a command, like a habit, yet his gaze followed her until the very end.

If you're going out, increase the security. Even if you hate it.