Yusef can't profess to know much about Arthur. What he does know is that Arthur is a man who sees the world in black and white-interesting for a criminal. One did the job well or-actually, there wasn't another option. Arthur works quickly, he's calculated and no-nonsense. He projects total control, total knowledge. His slim, pale hands were steady. Yusef admired they way they handled his delicate chemicals. They were like clockwork in the way he prepped the PASIV. They never faltered, even when he slid the steel into his colleagues' skin-Yusef shuddered; that part had always gotten to him.
Those hands could kill. Those hands could...do a lot of things.
He could work more closely with a man like that.