Elijah took another sip of his bourbon, he was shocked and more than a little dumbfounded. Did that fucking kid not only bust in his house, but the fucking kid sent out like a million messages? Who the fuck does this shit? He didn't know how many messages were sent but one might as well be a million. 

Before he responded he looked over Lightning house, or whatever his name was. No mattered how this played out Elijah knew they were going to fight. It was as inevitable as the passage of time. The both of them had dominate personalities and were more than capable of working their problems out with their own hands. 

Going to the kid... Eli figured that he was nothing more than a foot soldier. The kid was small time, he was nothing to fear. The employer was interesting, there were only a handful of people in the world who had the pull, power, or money to doing something like this. The only problem was that Elijah knew most of them and they were not nice enough or cared enough to do anything about it. Mob bosses and crime lords weren't all that loving of their fellow man, metahuman or otherwise. 

There was still the matter of Roze, who for some reason seemed intent on doing government work again. He had been down that road before and he wasn't going down it again. Add to that, there was no offer on the table from Golden eyes. Plus the government came with rules that had to be followed, a flawed chain of command, and that stupid fucking political game that was all to self serving. 

He finally spoke after running through a couple of scenarios.m "Just so im clear about whats happened here. Light Bright fimds us via a phone call I made. He shows up here actin like a douche bag and demands we or she rather answers his questions. Which she complies with for some fucking reason." He tone was so dry, it was almost like he had been talking about the weather. He pointed at the kid next.

"Then you show up and... dear christ you do some dumb shit. You.... You you fucking hide out ln the roof and try to stay out of sight bit apparently that works all too well so you throw a g-d damn fit about it and then if that wasn't bad enough you've sent like three fucking messages from here.... How... just tell me how you're that fucking stupid. Cause its beyond me newbie." The frustration was more than easy to see amd hear. On the plus side, if Eli didn't melt this dumb ass' face off it meant he was at a new level of self control.

"If Newbies's employer really has anything on The Voice then thags wbere we go. Light Bright ain't got shit. We knkw that because he's asking about that dumb ass child."