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Chapter 18

How did I end up having Pantiumite tea with the man I was supposed to murder?

The couch was slightly worn but warm and comfortable to sit in. The humming host insisted on making some tea despite his unusual house guest. Janon looked relaxed, his smile unforced although there was something heavy in his eyes that had me palming the hidden dagger.

“It’s really nice to be paid a visit. I can’t remember the last time I had visitors. Your name is…?”

“Night Walker.”

Janon shook his head and sighed while placing a cup of Pantiumite tea in front of me. I didn’t drink it even when the eccentric host took a sip of his.

I noticed how he had the same thick-rimmed spectacles and curly locks

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