The Cracked Wall

They walked down the alley toward the stairs, keeping their footsteps light.

Kurapika led the way, his brow furrowed.

"We can't let our guard down at tomorrow's exchange. Chrollo isn't that trustworthy. He'll probably set a trap. We'll split into two groups. Killua and Gon, circle around behind the warehouse. If a fight breaks out inside, rush in through the back door and rescue the captives."

Killua nodded, twirling a lollipop stick between his fingers.

"Don't worry. I've already memorized the route. I can pick the back-door lock in two minutes."

Leorio carried the Medical Kit, walking a little too fast.

"I'm worried they'll turn on us tomorrow. They might refuse to hand anyone over and hold us captive too. There are eight of them, and only a few of us can fight."

"They won't dare attack us outright," Kurapika said evenly. "If it comes to a fight, they won't come out unscathed. Chrollo wants the route to the vault. He won't throw that away."

Saitama brought up the rear, clutching a paper packet of honey candy he'd bought at a stall.

He picked at the packet's seal for ages without getting it open.

Gon leaned over for a look.

"Mr. Saitama, what did you buy?"

"Honey candy." Saitama pulled at the seal a little harder, but it still wouldn't open. "It's stuck tight."

"I'll open it!" Gon reached for the packet just as a gust swept through the alley beside them.

A playing card skimmed past Gon's ear and embedded itself in a wooden post.

It was the ace of hearts, its edges glowing with faint golden Nen.

Hisoka emerged from the shadows at the end of the alley, his red bodysuit striking in the dim light. He spun another card between his fingers, wearing his trademark smile. His