[color=004b80][center][h1] Grant Holiday [/h1][/center][/color]
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Grant shrugged nonchalantly and walked over to Jean. He asked for the notebooks and Jean handed them to him. Grant flipped through them quickly, skimming them.

[color=004b80]"I am not scared of that man. He is may be old, and yes if he and I were to fight with pure strength he would win by far. But he is lapdog, led by emotions. If I had any time to prepare for a fight between him and I, I would win. Soldier....I have heard of them. I am not suprised that they betrayed him. I have worked with them in the past. But you..."[/color]

Grant looked at Jean and raised his eyebrow.

[color=004b80]"I did not realize I was in the prescence of another assassin. Albeit from soldier but still."[/color]

Grant tucked the notebooks under his arm.

[color=004b80]"If you would like you can return to others. I believe these notebooks contain what I need, scattered the information may be. If you would like to join me you can though."[/color]

[@ojo chan 42]