Leon had taken out his phone and casually tapped on the screen a few times, coinciding with the ring of the tattooed man’s phone. Millie couldn’t shake off the suspicion that these two were somehow linked. Furthermore, she recalled how Leon had seemed to deliberately provoke her and incite trouble at the meal.

Observing Leon’s retreating form, her gaze swiveled back only to meet Marcus’ watchful eyes on her.

Feeling a pang of guilt, Millie contemplated whether she should discuss her suspicions about Leon and the tattooed man’s potential collusion with Marcus.

“What’s caught your eye?” Marcus asked, following Millie’s previous gaze.

Setting her utensils down, Millie rose from her seat. A thought had suddenly crossed her mind.

“Pardon me, I need to visit the ladies’ room.”

her eyes catching a

following, had just slipped

riveted to the door,

wheels of her mind were just beginning to tum on how long she might be

once more, little mouse.

restroom, Leon registered the faint echo of footfalls behind him. It stirred up memories of his days as

on unyielding concrete with his only companions, rats. The rats possibly

little mice shadowed

few even scrabbled over him to pilfer the hard-earned bread he’d scrounged as

addressing, then understood as his

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