Just one now, though the fella who was asking for it has been long gone. Far as I could tell, he didn't have a lot of contacts in the city, least of all ones that are still around today.

[That's the unaccounted for god killers. His gaze finally makes its way back to Nate, but his expression remains of stone, hardened as he tries to reel in his disgust.]

As for Maketh's, I couldn't keep it. I didn't want it, Henry sure as hell didn't want it... so I took it to Sorrow.