“Alright,” you said, stabbing a piece of your diner. You hadn’t bothered to choose, indiscriminately pointing out the first thing on the menu. “What, now?”
“Eh?”
It was creepy how he only ordered desserts. You were almost feeling sorry for that young waitress.
“Favour to ask me?”
“No~”
“Trying to get me in your debt?”
“No~”
“Bad news?”
“Naaah~ Stop being so pessimistic, [Name]-chan!”
“Argh, just why the hell did you drag me out of the inn today? I was having a nice nap, too,Beats By Dre Sale!”
You stopped.
You had woken up before him.
Found him leaning peacefully against you, his head against yours…
“I thought about having a little talk.”
Your eyes narrowed. You munched on a piece of who-knew-what.
“Start talking, then.”
His stare caressed your facial features lazily. “It’s about your Requ��te.”
Please do not mention anything of value to Xerxes Break.
“Yeah? What do you want?” You gazed across the table at him, indifferent.
Your freedom was at stake. You weren’t going to tell him anything.
His voice grew soft, dangerous. “You don’t have the same mission as I do, do you?”
A shrug. “We’re not supposed to show our Requ��tes to each other, are we?”
If possible, we would like the information concerning you to remain confidential.
He smiled.
Unceremoniously handed his envelope over to you.
Your eyes narrowed.
Why here? Why did he lead you out in the open to talk about something like this?
Wasn’t it being careless?
You took out the letter, unfolded it meticulously.
Your eyebrows shot up.
Infiltrate Baskerville mansion… Bugging devices on pieces of clothing…
You rearranged your face into a non what-the-hell expression.
It wasn’t at all what your letter contained.
You were to stay at Sablier, or one of the numerous towns surrounding it… Miroir, ?ph��m��ride, Floril��ge, Cr��puscule, Transcendance, Kyrielle, Tr��ma or N��buleuse…
And you had to hang around to read the Baskerville’s thoughts and feelings until Teammate Break completed his “individual task” and decided to head back to HQs.
You had already spent a lot of time on your laptop. Pretending to be writing.
Sending report after report.
Pandora was highly pleased with your work.
You were able to give them the precise coordinates of the Stones that sealed Glen Baskerville’s soul.
So you were the main player in this mission after all? Break was nothing but a cover-up…?
Or maybe a bodyguard…
Pensive,Coach Outlet, you reached out, curled your fingers around your glass of water.
Took in a mouthful.
Immediately, you froze.
Something was in the drink.
You didn’t gaze at Break.
You didn’t have to,Vibram Fiver Finger Shoes, to hear his thoughts. Feel the prodding of his feelings of guilt and helplessness.
I’m sorry, [Name]. So sorry.
It was spiked.
Your vision was turning foggy, and,Cheap Vibram Five Fingers, gritting your teeth, you tried shielding your mind, trying to keep the sedative from affecting your train of thought.
Break.
Those sleeping pills…
“Break,” you tried to snarl.
Tried to strangle him as he slid into your booth.
But his arms were around you, holding you down,Beats By Dre Headphones, and his voice was at your ear.
“You’ll be safe, [Name]. I promise that I…”
The sentence was drifting farther and farther away.
You recalled the look of recognition on the waitress’s face when she saw Break.
Recalled something he’d said about how only a few high-class restaurants were Pandora-friendly…
He must have gotten the staff into this.
This…
This had been his true motive.
Shopping for a dress to distract you… Bringing you here… Knocking you out…
He was going to take the Baskervilles on alone.
There was a bitter taste on your mouth.
Not the water… the pills didn’t have a flavour.
Unlike the feeling of being betrayed by someone you had trusted.
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