Come on, Sleight. You can't keep this up forever. Surely you know this?
Every town you pass through, you leave a mark behind. And it's not a particularly difficult one to miss either. Someone lying in a hotel room or in an alley or against a tree, with a big ol' gash in their throat?
You're leaving a trail of corpses in your wake. All we have to do is follow it.
We're going to catch up to you soon, Sleight. No matter what.
I'm certain you know this, and yet you make it all so obvious...
What could possibly Compel you to such folly? I look forward to finding out.