"Imogen Payne?"

Calvin shifted the microphone to the other side, his expression suddenly becoming serious.

"That man from the House of Sanctuary? that 'Mr. Payne', you should have been on that damn tree at the time, and you should have heard him, he's the ...... who said he was going to dispose of Madeleine."

"He was one of the Advent archbishops. Aysaac interrupted Calvin, "Where are you now?"

Calvin almost told Izak directly that he was at Virgilli's house.

Fortunately, he reacted before he could speak, and while looking at Moser who was staring curiously at his phone, he said casually: "Motel." Thank you so much for your 'good deeds' of throwing me out of the car in the middle of the night. ”

Somewhat worried that Moser would get Izac's attention by barking at a dog, Calvin reached out his finger as he spoke, and pressed it lightly against Mosser's thin lips.

[Be quiet. 】

He said silently to Moser with the shape of his mouth.

Moser blinked, and he stared motionlessly at Calvin's approach, perhaps because of the refraction of light, his eyes were as silent and deep as a deep pool.

Calvin suddenly felt a little hot on the finger that touched Moser's lips.

“…… You have no idea how much trouble last night's events caused you. ”

On the phone, Isaac said in a gloomy voice after a very brief pause. Even if he didn't see Azak now, Calvin could clearly feel the intense anger that the other party had forcibly suppressed.

"Someone is checking your news this morning. Aizak said.

The moment he heard this, Calvin's jaw tensed.

"You coped with it, didn't you? Or you wouldn't have called me. ”

He said softly, still sounding calm, but only he knew how weak he was at the moment.

"Yes, I coped with it—even if the guy still wondered why I was running to the sanctuary in the middle of the night, and who the good Samaritan was called 'Helen' before me. "Do you know how much momentum the Adventists are right now?" Imogen Payne is one of the elders of the Adventists, the most powerful of the four archbishops, and the craziest of the four archbishops. Almost all of the radicals in the Adventists are his faction, and this guy was a missionary tour in the middle of the country a day ago, and today he suddenly came to Los Angeles — guess why, why did he come to the trouble of asking a normal bartender named Calvin Holden?"

Isaac said coldly, "Someone must have revealed your news, and you and I both know who it will be." ”

Calvin was silent for a moment.

"Madeleine wasn't a problem, she hated me, but she didn't know anything from her crazy words, but ......" Calvin stopped, the knuckle of his hand clutching his phone a little white.

“…… How much does Isha know about you, damn it, you'd better not fucking tell me you're exposing too much. ”

There is no doubt that Isaac is already angry.

Calvin thought as he listened to Mr. Officer's growl in a low voice.

A feeling called "guilt" slowly crept out of Calvin's heart.

Calvin knew Isaac's concern at this moment, and his actions last night could only be described as stupid...... He was bewitched by the illusion of the past, and tried in vain to make up for something.

It only turned out to expose himself and Isaac to danger.

"She's pretty close to me, but I don't think she knows any more than her mother, and most of the time she's in the staff break room while I'm at the bar. Calvin struggled to recall the details of his time with Isha.

He's always been mindful of himself*, and he's well hidden the details that might have gotten him into pursuit.

"It's better to be like you say. "Listen, we've got to find a place to meet." I had a hunch that things weren't going to be good this time. ”

"Redbeard's basement, twelve o'clock in the morning. ”

“…… I'll get there. ”

At the end of this brotherly communication, which didn't require much communication, Isaac hung up the phone cleanly.

Calvin stared at the phone in his hand, whose screen turned pitch black, his face pale.

"Huh?"

He heard a slightly dry whimper, and by the time he came back to his senses, Moser was already clinging to his body.

Perhaps sensing his nervousness, Moser also appeared nervous. The dog perched on the human body stuck out his tongue and licked Calvin's neck covered in cold sweat, and he made a snorting, sweet nasal voice that seemed to be an attempt to appease Calvin. 166 Reading Network