Chapter 508 CH 492: SHE DOESN’T

Chapter 508 CH 492: SHE DOESN'T

A few moments ago, after Mark left the room with the group of young powerhouse, he released a sigh of weariness.

The situation was more than a little complicated for him lately and this mission was not helping in his stress.

But there was nothing he could do. He needed to go to Europe and this mission was his greatest chance. In fact, with this case involving the Dark Liuvre, he had even more reason to go.

"I hope everything will be alright."

"Worried already?"

Mark jumped away and rolled before taking out a gun from his holster and pointing in the direction where the voice came.

"I guess being a supporter didn't dull your senses."

Mark shook his head when he heard the voice once again close to his ear despite taking a distance. He finally recognized the voice.

A little pissed he simply pushed back his gun in after making sure the safety was on.

"Magician, this is not funny."

"It depends on whose point of view."

Behind Mark, Stood Adam in his full magician attire and great flourish. "You already finished discussing?"

"No. I am simply talking to all of you at the same time."

"Ah...You know this is freaky, right?"

"Heh. I know." Adam shrugged, uncaring about this. He had seen far more creepy. Compared to them, he was simply cute. "Wanna go out and relax a little?"

Mark hesitated a little before nodding, "Sure. Let's climb. The roof should be open."

"Ohh.. I like the discussion by the roof. All we lack is some good whiskey and a few smokes."

A small laugh escaped Mark's lips when he heard the rather unfunny joke of Adam. He knew the boy was trying in his way to make things easier for him and he appreciated that. He was happy to know that he had something of a friend and he knew that it was a very reliable friend in this case.

"Are you a fan of 90s thriller movies?"

"Just the mood."

Mark had to admit, at this very moment, that he was becoming scared of Adam. This kind of power was not something an illusionist should have. At the same time – giddiness filled his heart.

The mission that seemed so hard seemed now so simple. As long as they found the place where the statuette was stocked, stealing it would be so easy it wouldn't even be funny.

"So, where was I?"

"Smoking."

"Yeah, smoking." He waved the pipe around, "I had stopped smoking but recently, I am having troubles. Very big ones."

"Your sister?"

"Yes."

He took a breath, "We are orphans. Our parents officially died in an accident. Very young, I had to play the role, of a friend, a mother, father, and brother for her. I believe I did a good job raising her. At least as far as I could."

"She isn't a kid anymore. So, what problem did she have and what is her name exactly??"

"Theia" He puffed out another ring of smoke, "Theia Smith. My cute little sister entered the police force not long ago and now I learned that...She entered the supernatural world."

"Oh..."

Adam winced a little. He immediately understood who this was. Even though they did not have much exchange, Detective Smith was still very much in his mind and he remembered how unstable she had been back then.

This seemed like a recipe for disaster.

"So you decided to teach her everything?"

"Oh. She is going to learn. Just. Not from me. I guess I am getting what I deserve, I tried to keep her safe from it but in the end, she simply learned the truth in the worst way possible and now she hates me."

"She doesn't."Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m