Chapter 48

Daniel had been talking non–stop, and his throat felt dry. Glancing around the room, he asked, “Hey Sherman, got any bottled water in this joint?”

It wasn’t that he had anything against sipping a cup of coffee.

It’s just that Sherman was particular about his stuff, especially his coffee gear.

And it wasn’t just the coffee gear. Sherman didn’t like anyone touching his things, not even his mother.

Sherman was an odd duck. He was a loose cannon in his younger days, but his temper had mellowed out a bit since he took to that unworldly lifestyle and went vegan.

But the quirk about his stuff stayed put.

Sherman fished out a bottle of water from a drawer and tossed it to Daniel, who caught it with a

thankful nod.

“Look, if those detectives downtown can’t dig anything up, hand it to the International Department,” Sherman said, leaning back in his chair.

“Got it.” Daniel replied, his mind already churning with plans.

shot Phoenix a message on GlobalGigaNet, “Hey Ace, fancy becoming mates? How about we swap

Daniel the silent treatment, a move that caused a sinking feeling in Daniel’s

he still sore about

out apologies, “Ace, I’m so sorry. mate. I didn’t mean to unfriend you last time. It was a slip of the thumb. I swear it. Let bygones be bygones, yeah? I’m waiting for your mercy here!”

“Ace…”

sent, but Ace remained as responsive as a brick

page, only to see that it was

they’d even prefixed their

showered quickly, not expecting to return

through them and realized that last time wasn’t a fluke. The bloke had unfriended her. But Anthea wasn’t one to sweat the small stuff. With a

her response, Daniel thought his eyes were playing

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mirage, he hurriedly replied, “You’re a saint, Ace! Say, can we be friends

to keep her online life separate, Anthea

typical Ace, cool as a

filtered through Anthea’s room. Visitors?

into something more presentable, and headed to

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