Are you sure these aren't just some pranks?" Cai asked Rafe, his brows furrowed as he stared intently at the man through the screen.
Rafe shook his head, his expression serious. "These do not sound like pranks, Cai. They feel more like whispers—rumors that have a life of their own. I'm already investigating the situation, but whatever the source is, it's being kept under wraps, hidden from view."
"But since you don't know the truth, it could very well be about someone else entirely," Cai replied, doubtful that someone would want to run a smear campaign against him.
Rafe's head shook again, firmer this time. "That's not what has reached me. You know better than to ignore the signs, Cai. Don't bury your head in the sand. You need to return as soon as possible. The longer you stay away, the more emboldened those who are trying to spread rumors about you will become. Are you absolutely certain you don't have any enemies out there?"