JASPER Hawthorne gulped when an unexpected visitor arrived at his office at a pub called Sinkhole. It was just a façade though. After all, Sinkhole was an information guild located in Hyperion Street– an area between the commoners' district and the slums.
And right now, he was hiding his real identity under the alias 'Vermilion.'
He also dyed his hair and pupils black. Moreover, he wore a voice-changing device around his neck. It was all to conceal the fact that the owner of the information guild was him.
[I've destroyed the shady businesses that my family had been involved with in the past. But I can't get rid of the Sinkhole. The people that I've worked with within the guild are all trustworthy. Moreover, it's always good to have a network.]
"Vermilion."
Jasper smiled at Lewis Crevan who broke the silence.
Yes, his unexpected client was the Silver Fox.
