In Arielle’s eyes, detectives were quick-witted, highly capable, and tactful with words. Xavier, however, was simple and honest.
“I’ve got to get moving now. Seize time to give Vinson a call, okay?” he reminded before striding off.
Arielle called Vinson right after he left.
***
It was past midnight in Chanaea. Vinson had just settled his work matter in the study room of the Nightshire residence.
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