Saint's POV
"Mr. Saint, this is all the information we have been able to gather about the girl," an employee tells me while I'm eating my lunch.
"Alright, leave it on the table," I tell him, as I continue eating.
The employee places several papers on the table, I look at them for a while, but then I keep eating; the girl wasn't important enough to stop eating. After finishing my lunch, I wash my hands, wipe my mouth, and concentrate on the documents.
The information there is basic and simple, but precise. The girl's name is Teresa. She is 19 years old, studying accounting at the university, and had a couple of living relatives.
In the documents, there were also details about her bank account and her family's economic situation.
I can see she's not doing well; she has no father, her
