"Do you re...member the ro...gue case you were han...dling?" Zavior's voice broke every now and then, having Adrien frown as he glanced at his phone but he was able to make out the words somehow.
"So what of it?" He placed his phone back on his ear waiting for his response.
"Th-theee.... Guuuurrrrllll... Isssss.... Miiii-" The call ended abruptly leaving Adrien confused as he glanced at his phone. He shook his head before he placed his phone in his pocket, he strolled through the familiar corridors, Ronald no longer was with him. He had dismissed the man threatening his life. Compared to what Adrien had thought the man immediately accepted as if he weren't once a strong soldier.
"Weaklings," he muttered, dialing a sequence of numbers in his mobile and placing it on his ear.
"Sir?"
"How is she?"
"She's been insisting that she's to meet you, Sir-"
