Elle
The man Aaron called earlier is named Cillian.
He's tall and looks more like an extinguished gentleman than the kind of man who disposes of dead people for a living. He's dressed in a dark charcoal coat, gloves, and neatly polished shoes as he walks into the room looking more like death in a tailored suit with each step he takes closer.
His gaze darts around the room, barely lingering anywhere for too long before finding my uncle's lifeless body slouched against the wall.
"Messy." He remarks. I notice he has an accent, unlike Aaron.
Strangely enough, the two men look so much alike. They both have brown hair and the same facial structure, except Cillian's is more refined by age, and Aaron looks like a younger version of the man without a beard.
Maybe their related.
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