章節 151: The Reunion IX

A week later, West End.

Levi surveyed the scene with the body in the corner of the room, Davies, Jones, and Marco watching him move to and fro like a bomb-sniffing dog. It had been a week since the two geniuses saw each other.

Marco sighed, seeing the absolute irritation in the psychologist's gait. He had been in an awful mood after the redhead from what the Irishman had shared refused to answer any of his calls and text messages. "Whatever happened, it's your fault. Apologize." the bearded man advised, earning a glare from Levi and a curious look from Jones. In contrast, Davies nodded silently in the corner of the room. 

"Wasp sting, highly allergic." Levi thought out loud after looking at the body sprawled on the tiled floor; Jones nodded but was more intrigued with what Marco had said. He enjoyed a good gossip; after all, one can't always chat with the dead.

Levi turned to Marco, "It's not my fault." He insisted.