At that moment the driver in the van tilted his head slightly, his eyes narrowing as he leaned closer to the open window. His voice was low and deliberate, laced with an unmistakable edge of menace.
"You should watch your back, Detective," he said, the words dragging like a threat coated in false advice.
"There are… rumors in this town."
hearing what the man just said.
Kai didn't flinch, his expression calm, but his sharp gaze remained fixed on the man's face.
"Rumors?" he asked, his tone even.
The man smirked, but it didn't reach his eyes.
"Ghosts," he said simply.
"They move around here, quiet as shadows. And they don't hesitate to stab people in the back—especially the ones who don't know how to mind their business."
The words hung in the air, heavy and deliberate.
Kai didn't need a translation to understand the message. It wasn't a warning; it was a threat.