Chapter 2561

"It'd be intriguing if she really is from Mano Nera." Clarissa chuckled as she fiddled with a razor-sharp knife. It might've seemed like an unassuming weapon, but she took some lives with it a few days back. "What do you mean? What are you trying to say?" Perseus felt a little lost. "It's nothing. We'll have to see how it turns out. No point talking about it now." Clarissa shook her head nonchalantly, biting her tongue. He merely frowned a little in response, not bothering to press her for information. In any case, the truth would be revealed once they arrived at Frankie's place. Perseus pulled into the industrial park at 4:15 pm. Interestingly, there were only a handful of workers present by the time he arrived. This was the hallmark of most Teravian countries. Working overtime wasn't a common practice there, and they never worked more than six hours a day. "Building 13, Section A." Perseus followed the direction signs and drove in the park for nearly ten minutes before he foun