Blood Shadow

Upon hearing this, Wilda looked at Connor and hesitated for a few seconds.

Shortly after, she took out her phone, found a phone number, and dialed it.

After speaking a few words into the phone, she hung up and then sat quietly at her seat, sipping on her red wine.

About ten minutes later, she walked up to Connor with a laptop in hand. She casually placed it on the table in front of him and whispered, "This is the information you wanted."

"Good." Connor nodded lightly.

"I don't need you to owe me any favors. My uncle died at the hands of this person. I provided you with his information because I hope you can kill him and help me avenge my uncle. So, we're even," she said straightforwardly.

"I understand." He seemed entirely focused on the laptop in front of him, not paying much attention to Wilda's words.

The laptop displayed detailed information about a person named William, a tall and muscular man with a killer's expression.