Over the past half month, Shade had naturally considered the possibility that Big Mouth Sparrow was already dead:
"Then find his corpse and try Spirit Communication to ask him some questions."
"You know, directly communicating with Sparrow Hamilton would be the most straightforward method."
Galina reminded him, and Shade nodded.
"I understand. Though I've always insisted on not disturbing him, I may break that principle if two things happen together: first, Big Mouth Sparrow really is dead, and Spirit Communication is impossible; second, the information Mrs. Carter mentioned when describing Kalas Mountain is truly significant.
For now, we'll wait patiently. Actually, I'd rather Detective Sparrow had nothing to do with the Moon Tower on Kalas Mountain."
"Why?"
"Because it would make me feel as though, from the moment I opened my eyes, I had already fallen into some vast and unknown net."
Only Galina stayed the night at home tonight. Perhaps to show that she was different from Wei Ge, and perhaps to let Shade get some proper rest, she did nothing that evening. She only asked Shade to hold her while they slept.
"It's like sitting hungrily at an afternoon tea table without reaching for any delicious sweets, not even taking a sip of black tea. I have self-control. I'm nothing like Wei Ge."
Galina emphasized this before bed, and then she truly fell asleep very quickly. Judging by her expression, she was having a pleasant dream.
Little Mia's steady breathing soon came from Shade's other side, the side nearer the edge of the bed. The cat had curled obediently into a ball beside the pillow, and it seemed she would have a nice dream tonight as well.
With nothing on his mind today, Shade closed his eyes surrounded by the woman he loved and the adorable cat. His