Chapter 80. Private Investigator

Keira’s POV

I walked down the hallway of the building, my steps hastening as I was eager to see Clint. Although I had seen him yesterday, I needed to see him again. I needed the comfort he brought.

Clutching my shoulder bag, I strode up to Clint’s door, thankful that his receptionist was not at her station, and knocked lightly on his door before twisting the doorknob. The door creaked open, and my eyes fell on Clint. My face brightened up at the sight of him.

I opened the door further, and I noticed that he was not alone. Before him was a man clothed in a thick black coat. He had his back turned to me as he conversed with Clint.

Clint shifted his gaze away from the man and looked up at me. A smile grew on his face, and he rose up from his chair, beckoning me to step in further.

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