Chapter 80: Christmas (1)
“…Looks like the holiday is over.”
When I muttered quietly, the man gave a regretful smile. Although I felt a bit deflated, I wasn’t upset. I wasn’t naïve enough to complain about something inevitable. This is our line of work, after all.
“I’m sorry to leave just a day before Christmas and disappoint my parents, but it seems that London and Scotland Yard need us desperately.”
It seemed the news of our return had quickly reached the Moores. They looked quite disappointed that we were staying only for a day. Liam repeatedly promised to visit again and keep in touch frequently. Theodore Moore also expressed his desire for us to visit again, pleading earnestly.
Mrs. Moore held Liam’s hand tightly and insisted.
“Send a telegram when you arrive in London. Promise?”
“…Yes.”
“Take care of yourself.”
Liam, looking hesitant, responded.