That afternoon, a black car had just left the Yerevan mansion's main gate, bringing Marvel, Gilbert, one bodyguard, and a driver to some place where the Mafia boss would have lunch with his associate as scheduled. I was standing in the front yard, watching the portal slowly closing from afar.
I was never a part of Yerevan's underground business, and still I am. That was why I wasn't included in the group to accompany Marvel.
"That man… How could he leave without saying anything to me?!"
A high-pitched roar was shoved into my ears when I was about to leave my position. I turned to that voice and captured a half-familiar figure behind my back, hurriedly walking toward the terrace. I only ever met that person once, and it was no more than ten minutes, but I was already conscious of her presence.
She's still here, huh… I totally forgot.
