The Real Purpose
Redakteur: EbonyFrost
Kieran was vigilant or even doubtful by nature, he would never believe in so-called "coincidences".
He was more willing to believe that a coincidence was a series of events arranged beforehand.
Perhaps it might make one look stiff and inflexible but a stiff person was still alive, not a dead person.
Dok, Dok Dok!
His fingertips were tapping on the armrest relentlessly, when the rhythm reached a peak, it stopped abruptly.
Kieran shook his head with a bitter smile.
There was too little information, forbidding him from theorizing further.
Similar to how he knew there was an organization on his tail, he theorized it from the term arbiter and executioner. He didn't even know what kind of organization it was and he would not be able to know for a long period of time in the foreseeable future.