Lindsey handed his brother the syringe, grinning faintly as they watched their target walk out the door of the apartment complex.
"Cute," Ty commented. "And she is?"
"Your favourite Slayer's daughter," Lindsey replied, nodding. "Half Dathrian, but also half Slayer. She's vulnerable to Heritage."
"It would be kind of funny if Faith's only child was Priestly," Ty smirked. "Especially because he's still in training to kill both Faith and Sam. Good times."
"How is that going?" Lindsey questioned.
"Awesomely, bro. Awesomely. You should try living a day in my evil genius shoes," Ty teased. "It's like I'm a God."
"Alright, God," Lindsey smirked. "Do your little clouding thing and inject the girl."
"Yes sir," Ty gave a half assed salute, then got out of the car. He clouded himself from view, coming up behind Tru.
Tru turned slightly, sensing someone behind her, but not able to see anything. She let out a gasp as the needle stuck into her skin, and she bought her arm up to examine it, just as Ty retracted the syringe and slipped away again.
"Easy as pie," he smirked, heading back to the car.