Chapter 31: Red Poppy (3)
"Should I know you?" The woman asked.
"No."
"You spying on us?"
"I wasn't spying."
Her eyes scanned him up and down. "You hurt one of our men." She said, although with little concern.
"Self-defense."
"So, you say..." Her head tilted to the side, staring into Hope's eyes as if to grasp some secret from them. There was a pause before she spoke again. "Hm. You have the eyes of someone who knows me almost familiarly. Not quite common in this city."
Quick and sharp.
But Hope restrained himself from letting out an annoyed sigh in front of the Master. 'You mean not common in the slum of the slums.'
"Didn't think a cohort was invited this week either." Hope shrugged. "Guess we're both in for surprises."
"Oh? Surprise me." She played a smile.