The subway train’s brakes screeched as it pulled into the station and the human cattle crowded their way into the cars. Hagen used the mass of confusion to slip off of the platform onto the floor of the tunnel below. He turned and walked into the darkness, unconcerned by the eyes watching him from shadowy corners. There were predators in the dark, but they knew him for one of their own and they knew he would not take kindly to being interrupted, so they let him walk unmolested. He appreciated their respect and did not take it for granted. It allowed him to keep an otherwise difficult schedule.