"Hm. I guess you'd have to be rich in the first place, to major in philosophy." Vincent said, eyeing the mansion. If his info was good, the person living here would clue him in on the Efreet's history. Normally he'd be content to just shoot and slash it like everything else, but he was still upset it knew about him, and his sister. This knowledge kept Vincent awake all night.

The executioner's mask was hooked onto his belt, since he wasn't exterminating vermin. Moreover, he elected to come unarmed. He'd considered bringing a handgun, but it wasn't necessary for someone he intended to visit as a civilian. Besides, even his bare fists could rend enemies by themselves, and the drop system meant a fresh weapon was never far away.

A light in the window signaled a presence. Vincent approached the front door, and gave a loud knock with his callused fists.