The streets of London were busy, as always. They buzzed with a kinetic energy, lacking in any urgency, but always moving. There was rarely a sense of danger in these streets. Unless you knew the right people, who could paint the streets in a different light. The seemingly safe warm lights and tall cold skyscrapers could become as thrilling and dangerous as a chase scene in a movie.

There is a small, musty, yet charming apartment in London where someone who does this lives. And it was a rare privilege to be able to walk the city with him, considering he wasn't particularly fond of people, just a certain few.

There is another man, working underground, on top of buildings, behind closed doors, and across the world, who can have the same effect on people.

These two men share similarities. They're exceedingly intelligent, more than a little unbalanced, and they always know exactly the right move to make next when pertaining to their specialties. But perhaps most important is that they both have companions.

What these two men don't know is their connection, and it is much closer than they would have thought.