Chapter 19 Lyceon

• Lyceon walked inside the club alone as his men left behind to examine the whole area to smell any kind of danger and vile scents of the bloodsuckers who may create trouble to stop his little mission from fulfilling.
• The smell of cigars, sex and sweat with different unpleasurable scents filled his sharp senses but his face seemed unfazed devoid of any twitch of disdain or vexation.
• He was immune to these kinds of shitty scents and senses for years. His main concern was to catch those fucking suckers who were playing dirty sitting behind the crimson curtains and getting on his nerves. After all He has been waiting for years and no one can hinder his hunt in any way possible.