Any vestige of boredom instantly disappeared as soon as Anthony felt someone approaching, and heard a hum. He turned his head to look at whatever unfortunate person it was that was coming closer, and already took his knife out in preparation.

As soon as the stranger had passed the alley in which he was waiting, Anthony stepped out and began to follow the man with a steady pace. He didn't seem to concerned about being caught — not like he's already done something illegal. He was almost as if waiting for the person to notice him.