Adam
*The Ghost slowly backed up into the room again while stealthily closing it behind him. Surely someone would have to come into this room again, so he would wait in the shadows keeping his eyes and ears open.*
David
*A few moments later, the door opened and a maid stepped inside. She began cleaning the room from top to bottom, humming softly as she worked.*
Adam
*The Ghost was taken aback. He didn't expect someone so soon, but then again this was a maid. He covered his mask with his black cloak and waited in the shadows, knife drawn underneath his robes just in case.*

"Jackpot." *The Ghost thought. Should he leave a few corpses behind as well to send an even greater message? If he killed these two then that could be interpreted as him being in the same room as them whenever they had their little meeting. Yessssss. He shall. The Ghost lowered his cloak briefly revealing his white mask as he swiftly grasped another knife. He would throw the ones he had in hand at the two maids with an assassin's precision, aiming for their throats. As soon as he grasped yet another knife immediately after the two left his hands, he would leap forward in case any of the two knives miss their mark.*
David
*Unlike the Bazins, these two women had not been trained in self-defense, so they were totally unprepared for the attack. Both of the knives hit their mark, and the pair of maids collapse onto the ground, their cries of pain drowned out as they choke to death on their own blood.*
Adam
"Flawless execution as per usual." *The Ghost quietly remarked. He made sure to move the bodies away from the door that way their blood won't seep underneath the doors. He would move to the left door and creak it open so he can look down the hallway without arousing suspension.*
David
*Not a sound had been heard from the meeting room. All the guards and servants were behaving as though nothing had gone wrong. Some of the servants were going to bed, while the guards were switching out, ready for the night shift to begin.*