Faust Kept walking down the street as the sun had long set, though he thought it best to stick to the back ally ways just in case. He adjusted that peacoat style jacket and pulled the hood up over his head. Soon though he could feel a vibrating in his pocket as he pulled out the cheap flip phone he had got earlier in the day.

 "What is it Jeramy?" 
 "Latest report is the Julius was last seen at Rockaway Avenue sub station" the voice over that phone said
 "Two questions, Where is that? and where the fuck am I? I've never been in this city"
 "Faust, you're only two blocks away...You're currently in brooklyn near bristol and blake."

 [B] Brooklyn, Back alley near Bristol and Blake[/b]

 "Right, now keep going down Bristol and make a right at Rockaway, and try to remember this is surveillance, not an assassination..."
 "Yet, not an assassination Yet" Faust interrupted 
 "Just try to behave" he said hanging up as faust slipped that phone back into his pocket. 
 
 Faust started walking back down heading towards Rockaway whistling some "Somewhere a clock strikes midnight, and there's a full moon in the sky, you hear a dog bark in the distance" he started to sing Night Prowler by AC/DC, and of course he sounded exactly like Brian Johnson. He walked down the street looking around keeping his hands in his pocket as he started to look around to see where his Target was. Though as he approached he was still singing, and was at the tail end of the song.

"I'm your night prowler, asleep in the day
Yes I'm your night prowler, get outta my way
Look out for the night prowler, watch out tonight
Yes I'm your night prowler, when you turn out the light
I'm your night prowler, break down your door
I'm your night prowler, crawling across your floor
I'm the night prowler, make a mess of you, yes I will
Night prowler"

Approached the station as he was wrapping up his song, which he wasn't exactly quite singing. He pulled out his phone and looked at the picture of Julius before looking up and spotting him. He was talking to some woman as he looked at them raising an eyes brow "intresting turn of events." he sat down at on a bus stop bench and leaned back against it. His head was leaned back as he was using his peripheral to watch them as as listened to them. For all intense and purpose he looked no different than anyone else and for the moment not even another trained person could tell he was watching them. It wouldn't be until they are on the move and fallowing them that he would have to be careful.