27 - Salin
Mutya 18, 2493
When the door of Salin’s cell opened again, he had lost all hopes of seeing a different face from Norfit’s. But to his pleasure, a young, green-scaled male with red eyes, wearing black gloves walked in. Behind the man, he could see Norfit in cuffs. What a fantastic sight!
The agent moved between him and the woman in cuffs, covering the alluring sight, and passed him a tablet with an incoming message sign flashing on the screen.
‘It’s a pleasure to see you, sir,’ he said when Husky Voice’s shape appeared on the tablet’s monitor. ‘I’m sure Norfit can give us a lot of insight about what has been going on since she locked me here. Let me talk to her for a while, and—’
‘Shut up, Makbar!’ Husky Voice replied. That didn’t give Salin a good vibe. He was in trouble, n
