'She hadn't seen the resident make a call, so how did it get in touch with the library and arrange for that Hunter to meet me?'
'It can't have that much authority, can it?'
Of course, she had her doubts. Mai Mingle wasn't a fool; she suspected the resident was just trying to trick her into giving back the eye.
But on second thought, she took the eye out of her pocket and handed it to the resident. "Alright, it's a deal. Here you go."
"That easily? Aren't you going to say a few words over it?"
The resident was surprised, but its arm moved quickly, whipping up behind its back to snatch the eye.
Just then, a deep, utterly disappointed sigh emanated from outside the restroom door, as if someone had pressed their mouth to the crack. It sounded completely listless. "How annoying. It's over—let's go back, let's go back. The fun's over."
Judging by the voice, it seemed to be the husband.
"I can leave through the restaurant's main entrance now, right?" Mai Mingle asked.
