As soon as he put down his personal phone, he went to the one that was recording and pointed it exactly at the head of Xavier even zoomed in on it to have the perfect video, to have the perfect steps shown of how he was doing it.
After that came the calmness and the preparation, as if nothing had happened. He carefully put down his apron, folding it even though it was dripping with blood, and then he pulled out a briefcase.
The type of briefcase that businessmen go around full of documents and other stuff but his, ah, his was full of so-called "instruments."
As he opened it, the dim light in the warehouse literally reflected on the silver operation equipment scalpels, blades, little saws, and so on. It was full of what surgeons usually use, and maybe the most absurd thing about it was that it had his name on it, which meant it was hand-crafted just for him.
