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.”

a

the man she was following, had just slipped in. From a respectful

herself, eyes riveted to the

to tum on how long she might be waiting when the person of interest

mouse. I had a feeling

echo of footfalls behind him. It stirred up memories of

his only companions, rats. The rats possibly viewed him

shadowed

scrabbled over him to pilfer the hard-earned bread he’d

puzzled over who he was addressing, then understood as

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