Then, she shook her head again, thinking it couldn't be that coincidental. It might be some other leader, after all, in this city, powerful figures aren't limited to just Kyle Kinston.
But just as the taxi turned around and headed in the opposite direction, the tall figure who was originally getting off and stepping up the stairs suddenly stopped and turned to look to one side.
Looking beyond the guards, as if searching for something.
"What's wrong?" someone nearby asked.
Kyle Kinston pressed his thin lips together, his hand placed over his heart. His heart was pounding wildly, as if wanting to say something, and within his body, there was a feeling both strange and familiar... a feeling he couldn't describe.
What is this feeling...?
A moment later, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his hand, and said plainly, "Nothing."
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