Holly frowned with worry.
Seeing this, Keira immediately offered words of comfort. "Don't worry. I'm prepared."
Holly asked anxiously, "Then what do we do now?"
Keira replied, "You go back and get some sleep first. We'll talk after that."
Holly had been keeping vigil here all night, toiling away without sleep, and since Vera hadn't slept, she hadn't either. She had large dark circles under her eyes.
Upon hearing Keira's suggestion, she sighed. "All right then."
They walked toward the exit of the Special Division. Just as they reached the doorway, a voice filled with urgency called out, "Holly!"
Keira turned her head t and saw it was Holly's father, Vincent.
The middle-aged man maintained his scholarly and appropriate demeanor. His stride was firm as he approached them.
When Keira saw him, there was a hint of distraction on her face.
Back in junior high, she and Holly were best friends, so she would often see Vincent.
