Bab 645: An Old Flame

It was evening by the time Kyle and Sayuri headed to the location.

It was a shopping mall, thus perfect for such an exchange. There would be lots of people, plus exit points. Kyle stood in the middle of the exact drop place, looking up and all around, making mental notes in his head.

His hands were in his pocket, his handsome face looking bored even though he was concentrating. He didn't want anyone to suspect he was there to survey the place. 

He certainly cut a dashing figure (as usual) and people couldn't help but slow down or stumble a bit to admire the Adonis just standing there, seemingly waiting for someone.

"Kyle?" came a soft voice beside him.

Kyle's heart jerked a bit upon hearing that familiar voice and cursed himself. 

Why should he still be affected by her?