Sholtan turned de Zeke again. It looked like just trying not to talk to the guy just wouldn't work after all... And so he approached the man. It looked like the ones he was looking for just weren't coming right away, maybe this guy would know a little since they come here ofter. The mercenery place both his hands on the counter and asked.
- Do you know a Steven Goldsmith by chance? I was told he was often here with his son.
The assassin's eyes where looking straight at Zeke. Inside he could feel that inner Sholtan was growing more and more impatiant, and has it continued it was getting harder to keep him from getting control of their body and starting doing things his way, a massacre...
- I have some buiseness with both of them and I'd like it to be over as soon as possible.
The chain attached to Sholtan's hear ring and lip ring was just waving around, like a pendant that you would use to hypnotise someone, followed by a little metal sound in the air, just enough to be heard in the total silence engoulfing the place. The mercenary hoped that Zeke would be cooperative and just answer without asking too many questions, He didn't want this mission to become a three kills contract, just because some guy wanted to know too much..