"Iris, may I ask you something?" Xavier asks, his gaze briefly flicking toward her.
"Hmm, sure..." Iris replied, surprised by his proactive attitude to start a conversation. "What's that?" she asked, her curiosity showing in her gaze.
"Why do you want to buy a gun?" Xavier asks, then refocuses his attention on the road ahead. Before that, however, he managed to catch her shocked expression.
'How could he know?' Iris thought to herself, feeling utterly bewildered by his question. No one knows her intention of buying a gun except perhaps the bartender and the bandit who had attacked her.
She narrowed her eyes, looking at the calm Xavier beside her. Then memories of last night's accident flooded her mind once more, and the enigma surrounding Xavier's involvement deepened.
The lingering mystery of his sudden appearance to help her and his knowledge of her activities was now consuming her thoughts.
