When Victor returned to his office.
He went straight behind the broad mahogany desk, but didn't sit down. Instead, he reached into the drawer for a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, his fingers a bit unsteady, failing to light up on the first try.
The subtle "click" sound was particularly clear in the silence.
On the second try, the flame finally flickered to life, illuminating a trace of undisguised fatigue deep in his eyes. He took a deep drag.
He thought of the moment he glanced at Galsae earlier, subconsciously scanning Galsae.
Ever since the plane was bombed...
He felt the human heart was too treacherous.
Goddamn it, the Golden Finger would never betray him, right?
In that "scan," news about Galsae surged forth:
Date: January 15, 1994 (Saturday)
Location: Mexico State, Vastcard Ocampo City, San Miguel Manor. This manor is registered under a dining company but is often used for private business hospitality.
