Chapitre 650: Last-Last Chance - Hey, you done yet?

It was still high noon but the temperature around us seemingly lowered by a few degrees and they began to involuntarily hiccup. Leaning even closer, I began talking about the same things I did with them just with the added pressure.

With that said, I was watching their reactions to the things I was saying or asking, and once keywords like 'stash', 'hidden', or 'basement' were mentioned, a few involuntary ticks would surface. Prolonged eye contact, a slight change in tone, and hurried breathing were the few things I noticed aside from the subtle change in their body language.

Furthermore, they already gave a pseudo-admission that something was of value in the hole that Pops made so much deal about. However, the group that just offed him didn't care as much as to what was potentially good loot and seemingly left it in our care.

Despite that, the two still decided to completely deny and avoid my inquiries but only an idiot would believe them.