Lilya's POV(continued)
For a highly trained hunter, Grayson Callahan's penthouse condo was ridiculously easy to break into.
The condominium belonged to the hunters, but all of the residents here were humans. Foot soldiers, the lot of them. Mundanes who knew about the existence of beings that were usually the stuff of fantasy books. But that was all there was to these humans. They knew about our existence but handled no sensitive information for the hunters, therefore easily dispensable should an attack occur. Until Grayson Callahan moved in.
Now there were five ghosts in the building across the street, watching the goings and comings of everyone in this building like a hawk.
Hunters' hierarchy, much like their living situations, greatly differed from a witch's or even the vampires.
They had their leader, Stravos. But unlike during Kostov's time, he had no right had man. Instead, Stravos got himself five right hand men, and each of those men led a particular faction in the guild. Th
