News of Lin Hai's Weapon

Lin Hai and the other three had seen enough of the drama. They exchanged a look that said it was time to leave, wiped the amused expressions from their faces, and rose from their chairs.

Lin Hai cleared his throat. "Matt, Elektra, Foggy, since things here have settled down, we won't keep bothering you."

His gaze passed over Matt and Elektra, a kindly, teasing smile on his face. "Get on with whatever you need to do next. Maybe tidy up the spare room? Or work out a new schedule? We'll head back."

Matt quickly ran through ways to persuade them to stay. He could invite them to dinner, perhaps?

But the thought of dinner left him embarrassed.

Thanks to the dividends from Starsea Studio and his salary as legal counsel, the firm's finances had improved considerably. They were no longer so broke they couldn't even pay the rent.

And Foggy could make a few simple home-cooked dishes. The trouble was, both he and Matt were too busy!

Every day, the two of them were either out gathering evidence or poring over case files at the office until late at night. They had neither the time nor the inclination to shop carefully for ingredients, then spend an hour or two cooking a proper meal.

Most days, they lived on sandwiches or hot dogs from the corner convenience store, or simply ordered pizza. It was quick, efficient, and filled their stomachs. Taste and nutrition came second.

Matt gave a rueful smile. "Uh... all right. It's embarrassing to admit, but I can't exactly ask you to stay and eat sandwiches or pizza with us. Next time, then? Once things quiet down a little here, or when you're in town again, we'll get together properly."

Lin Hai and the others laughed warmly at Matt's