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.

message on GlobalGigaNet, “Hey Ace, fancy becoming

online, he was giving Daniel the silent treatment, a move that caused a sinking feeling in

he still sore about

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

“Ace…”

remained as

forum page, only to see that it was

fans were so starstruck they’d even prefixed their

showered quickly, not expecting to

a fluke. The bloke had unfriended her. But Anthea wasn’t one to sweat the small stuff. With a flick of her finger, she replied casually,

eyes were

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he hurriedly replied, “You’re a

to keep her online life separate, Anthea replied, “We can chat here if necessary.”

was a typical Ace, cool

then, voices filtered through Anthea’s

she snapped her laptop shut, slipped into something more presentable, and headed to the living

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