Titus remained impassive as he strode into The Dark Life.

"What happened? Where's Sif?" he asked the bartender.

The bartender's legs were trembling as he stammered, "I-I don't know, Mr. Lionheart. All I remembered was her meeting with the South Sea Crow, and then I fell unconscious. She was gone when I woke up." Titus' eyes narrowed, clearly infuriated by the bartender's panicked recounting.

His family owned The Dark Life, but there were no official ties as Titus himself set up this place. They would use it to assign missions to Blackrank individuals, and it was an exceedingly secure spot.

Naturally, the public would have no idea about that-all they knew was that The Dark Life was a bar, though not particularly eye- catching.

it was still illogical for a person to just

about the cameras?" Titus asked when he calmed down, turning back

a troubled look at the corner, where the cameras that were installed there

Just shut up." Titus waved him off

to him if it did

a chance of that? A growing sense of foreboding struck Titus, and the image of a certain person slowly appeared in mind. "Frank Lawrence...?" Titus was surprised that he would think that, but was it even possible? Not only would Frank have no chance of knowing this place-even if he did, how could he have known when Sif would be here? And that was not all, would he just happen

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