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 fleeting azure shadow disappearing into the men’s

following, had just slipped in. From a

to the door,

to tum on how long she

mouse. I had a feeling you would,” he

he poised himself to enter the restroom, Leon registered the faint echo of footfalls behind him. It stirred up memories of his days as an itinerant

his only companions, rats. The rats possibly viewed him as a wayward urchin

mice shadowed him wherever

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

who he was addressing, then

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