Sixty

As Vincent meticulously strides back to the car, unbeknownst to him, someone was watching his move.

He got to the car and quickly hopped inside, lock the car doors, spun around a bit, and pass the paper over to his boss.

"Did you take a look at it?" John asked as he opens it up to see the figure on it.

"No, I didn't, I had to quickly bring it over." Vincent replied, his gaze on John as he watches the sketching with a perplexed expression.

John carefully looked at the paper, but he doesn't know the figure on it, he has not even come across him before.

"I don't think I know him, maybe he's not here in Morocco, I haven't seen someone like him." John said, and close the paper.

"Can I take a look at it? Perhaps I could get a hint." Vincent asked, and John was quick to pass it to him.

'There are too many people here in Morocco, he could be hiding somewhere, some goes out only at night. Shadow is the only person that can lead us to him, but he's missing' John thought inwardly.

Vincent watches