"I heard enough." John crossed his arms, leaning up against the nearby wall and scowling. On this particular occasion, it truly had been a coincidence that he'd happened by when he had, but you didn't get a reputation as a man of mystery by admitting these things. "So he's the one sabotaged your flat, is he? And Gabriel brought him his orders." He snorted, and shook his head. "No surprise there. You know, sometimes I think shooting the messenger is a highly underrated practice..."