The sense of relief that I felt was only short-lived. Staring at the old woman in front of me, I knew that it was time for me to get rid of her.
But at the same time, getting rid of her would mean allowing the Twisted Man to roam without her control.
'Thankfully, I've asked the Section Chief to come. Perhaps he might be able to handle the situation.'
The only issue was whether he would come or not. I had high hopes that he would, but there was no guarantee.
'I can only secretly hope that he saw my message.'
Things would be a lot easier for me if he arrived. But I still had to do something about the old lady. She simply knew too much.
From the Dreamwalker to Mirelle… She had seen both of them, and I couldn't afford to have her spill anything on them. Especially the Dreamwalker.
