Like sat in his chair with his feet up against his table snoring lightly. His office was located in the borderline neighborhood between the slums and Babalon heights. His nap was however interrupted as he felt the heat signature of two people outside his door. Clients? Or thieves. With his flick of his wrist he activated the cloaking camouflage of his wrist gauntlet. He faded into the background as he opened the door for the two people before they had a chance to open the door