Day cold rose again.
"The Stranger" immediately noticed that something had happened. The nervousness was palpable in the air.
Standing beside him, one of his guards looked at him with obvious animosity. There was no sign of his companion.
few meters away, "Pitu", visibly tense, barking orders to his "men."
Someone apparently had disappeared during the night and is now busily searching.
The stranger got up, checked his things and leaning against the wall of the old football stadium urinated while his "escort" kept watch him.
"What happened?" - He asked without turning.
"Nothing that interests you. And hurry, we go "- growled the krustie.
After several minutes someone shouted. After a pile of rubble had found a pool of blood, signs of a struggle around and signs that suggest that a body had been dragged while bled.
The stranger walked over there, followed closely by his caretaker.
He turned into that mound of trash and looked surprised by the show.
Two people had fought there, or at least one of them had been cut with something sharp to the other, which, judging by the amount of blood spilled, it should have been cutthroat.
Pitu came striding.
"You wretch, what have you done with our colleague?" The stranger spat without waiting for an answer hit him in the stomach hard.
The stranger bent forward, blinded by pain and shortness of breath.
A deep whistle came from his throat as he tried to sit up, raised a few inches and looked impassive view the caller.
"It's obvious why you are the leader, your intelligence exceeds that of your men ..."-began.
"You're hesitating? Because if you try me the ball you have oil ... "-interrupted Pitu.
"No man," replied the stranger, slowly recovering the vertical, "it is clear that it was I who had massacred your friend, and your superior intellect has discovered, for you alone you guessed where I found water for hand cleaning as I have slain them, right?. He said with a shrug as he showed the palms up, dirty and callused, but blood stains. Pitu
hesitate a second, frowning. What if it were true? At least it seemed to be right. The fight should have left traces of blood in Ely did not see it anywhere. And the water bottle he was carrying was almost intact as seen in the pouch of the unknown.
Whatif this guy really had not had anything to do with the disappearance of his subordinate ...?
Shaking his head in disbelief turned and ordered the rest of the group batieran around. They could lose a couple of hours and was extremely concerned about this.
The rest of the bands, brotherhood and the thieves were too much for that small group to have to also face the danger of a night assailant, uncontrolled and lethal.
few minutes later someone sounded the alarm. The blood trail was interrupted resumed a few feet away in another direction, and a metro conducíaa dirty and dilapidated.
The group gathered around. The station name was unreadable. The dust covering around seemed to have been removed. Someone definitely had hidden there the body of that unfortunate. Some slight marks of blood and appeared to confirm.
Two krusties began to decline following the instructions of the head. Disappeared into the darkness and a few seconds then left excited asking for a flashlight and batteries. Had seen a suspicious mound in one corner of the runner who carried the stairs.
Armed with her and their sticks down.
few minutes later a deafening sound came out of the hole. Several krusties rushed downstairs but could not see anything. A cloud of dust and debris covering the corridor emerged. At the bottom, where it could be the body, a landslide had buried his two companions.
"It was a trap!" Growled Pitu turning to the stranger. "If you had something to do or discover that someone is helping you getting ready to go. "He said before ordering to lift the camp going again.
The sun on the top they looked indifferent to continue the journey.
