*Zac*
Astrid and I stroll into a bustling boxing gym, scanning the room for the infamous Benny Bolstrup. The two boys had both dropped his name, describing him very differently and now, we need to find out why.
"Found him," I declare, pointing to a burly man in the corner of the gym, his arms folded across his chest as he watches a sparring match. I elbow Astrid gently. "That's why you need me, Dahl. I've got an eye for these things, and a nose too."
Together, we stride over to the man. "Benny Bolstrup?" I ask, extending a hand. "Agents Levis and Dahl, from Unit One."
He nods, shaking my hand firmly. "I am. What can I do for you?"
"Do you know Jesper Rasmussen?" Astrid asks, getting straight to the point.
"Yeah, I've known the kid for eight years," Benny replies, his eyes distant. "P
