The night was supposed to be full of surprises and comfort with finally things going according to how Cassius had planned.

　　His son had been given a plain white stale void of all crimes and his blood dripping business was prospering with the deal made with Alistair, Cassius felt that fate had been completely bestowing to him.

　　Unknown to him the small smile decorating his features and the twinkle in his brown eyes was what Karma had planned all along, to make one so comfortable that he lets his guards down.

　　The time when Cassius was drinking in joy with voice of women giggling amongst themselves as they were pressed...