MYRA'S POV Collins was already waiting for me by the alley when I arrived. Contrary to what one might expect since Collins usually was the calm type, he looked rather tense, his eyes darting around the area every few seconds as though he were worried someone might have followed him. The moment he spotted me approaching, he straightened his posture and adjusted the folder tucked securely beneath his arm. “Good day, Mrs. Mayfield,” he greeted nervously, clearing his throat. “How have you been, Collins?” I asked, offering him a faint smile to calm his nerves. “I've been doing well,” he informed me, a small trace of pride entering his voice. “I recently got promoted. I'm now working as Vincent's personal assistant.” I nodded slowly, adjusting my posture. That promotion was useful to me in more ways than he probably realized. “That's good,” I said, glancing toward the street. “So, do you have anything for me?” “Oh, yes,” he nodded quickly before pulling the folder from beneath his
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