LANCE DIXON
It’s real! It’s Aamon Hades!
I felt so overjoyed that I hugged the woman tightly. Her cheeks flushed, and her friends started to tease us. “Hmm, sir, don’t tell me that you like our friend?”
I scratched my eyebrows. “Errr… it’s not something like that. I just want to thank her. Because…”
“Because?” They are all looking at me.
I bit my lower lips. Oh goodness, I think I have no other choice but to reveal myself. “I’m so sorry for lying, but I’m a private investigator. And someone asked my service to find a certain person.”
They looked shocked. “And your mission is to look for this guy?”
“Uhuh. He’s part of my mission,”
“Oh. That explains why you looked so happy upon seeing his picture,”
“Yeah. I’m sorry about that,”
They smiled at me and assured me that it was nothing.
