[Crouching down behind a set of bushes, he spots Vulpes not far away and swears under his breath. Huh... doesn't look like he has his ripper anymore, though. That's strange, but he isn't going to question a good thing. There's a kid selling lemonade at a stand nearby, and he's drawn in a couple of people. Hoping Vulpes doesn't look his way, he uses them as cover before heading inside the house behind them.]
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