บท 167: Azazel

Two men walked into a simple room, with two couches opposing each other.

A table sat in the middle, filled with delicious pastries, providing a lovely smell for them to bask in.

The younger man between them sat on the right, picking up one of the sweets and stuffing it up his mouth with no regard to his image.

"Emir? You good?" The gray-haired man asked, his tone indicating surprise.

With an audible gulp, he swallowed the cake whole, then wiped his lips with a napkin that he took off the table.

"Yeah, I'm good. Just kidnapped someone today, so I'm treating myself~." Emir said in a lighthearted tone.

"K-kidnapped? No way… Are you the one responsible for taking Aria away? Is that how you got Elijah's ID?"

"Bingo Nathan! Showing your true colors as an agent, I commend you… But on a serious note, what did her family say?"

Letting out a sigh, Nathan shook his head.