Names

Chapter 919: Names

"Everything... will be ready soon, ma'am!" the young officer stammered, unable to stop himself from blushing.

Hesta glanced downstairs as well. "Anything else you need to ask?"

The young officer's face turned a deep purplish red. He had only recently joined the force, so he was all the more eager to create some juicy stories to boast about during tea breaks. Before coming upstairs, he had already confirmed with the apartment concierge that four women lived on the fourth floor—two adults and two children, none of them locals. He thought they were most likely tourists from another district, or young mothers who had brought their children to visit husbands working here.

But whichever it was, he had ways to show them who was in charge. Over the past few months, he had followed several veteran officers around Saint Rome City, and the ways those old hands squeezed money from outsiders had left him dumbfounded. Tonight was finally his first time taking part in a Safety Inspection. He had to seize this opportunity.

"Y-your identification... y-you..."

Hesta frowned slightly. "What is the problem with my identification?"

"Kilian! What the hell are you doing? Have you gone mute?" the middle-aged officer had started cursing. "Answer her!"

The young officer clenched his fists in frustration. His throat trembled several times before he finally turned and walked to the railing. "Could you come up here, sir?"

The middle-aged officer began cursing without pause. He was powerfully built, his face thick with flesh, and he moved as quickly as a gorilla, always taking just two or three steps to clear half a flight of stairs.

The moment he saw Hesta, he recognized her uniform. The middle-aged officer adjusted his expression and hurried forward to shake her hand.

"Fabian Gaidan." He looked at