Zuriel parked in the basement of the old building he stays in. He sighed and glanced at the passenger seat next to him. Phoenix was quietly sleeping with the small pillow and blanket on him.
He looked at his watch and he didn't have time to drive back to Westwood anymore. Phoenix was insistent on staying on The Scarlet Coast by himself, which Zuriel strongly disagreed with, especially as he was going to be out of the city. He can’t leave him alone. Even if Sato claims that they’ve silenced the different gangs and groups that are after the prize money, he was still not complacent about anything.
He leaned on his chair and rested his head for a bit. Living a double identity is exhausting, but he chose to do it this way. He was supposed to be enjoying life now after retiring from his soldie
