"So now what?" I asked while looking at Aron, who sprawled on the floor, looking like a child that wanted to just cry.
Erik was taken away by the professor immediately, leaving me and Aron behind—it's already past midnight now.
"Sleep." His answer was short.
"Okay..." I went past him, jumping from his body to the bed and landed, "I don't like snoring... hope you don't." I said.
Laying my back on the mattress, I sighed deeply. I am sleepy, but I don't want to sleep while this son of a bitch is in the room too.
".....Hey, do you know who killed the broker?" Asked the prince as I heard him shuffling.
"Hmm... nah, I don't." I lied. I don't think he has anything to give me in return even if I tell him the truth.
"Why are you... Haa, sleep." He stopped in between what he was saying and just went silent.
