Human…
Montana's brows frowned as he received a rather uninteresting answer. Would anyone dare to believe that Allan Cicero was a human? Then again, no one wanted to call him out on that lie either. Montana only sighed and shook his head. "Okay."
Allan didn't care about the unsung disappointment and sentiments of the agent walking ahead of him. He only followed Montana as if the latter was going through a demonstration mission that a supervisor had to watch for an evaluation.
Well, if someone asked Montana, that was what exactly this was to him either.
"That's one inauspicious house..." Montana almost snorted as they found the target's residence. It was already ten in the evening so it's very awful to pay a visit, but Montana had a feeling that the place was somewhat giving off the same aura of a coven's castle. As for why it's inauspicious…
