Unseen Eyes

Callum responded, “We're narrowing down our targets. However, it takes time because our opponent is indeed cautious and almost leaves no trace.”

As Callum reported his progress, Declan kept tapping his fingers against the redwood table.

As the atmosphere grew tenser, beads of perspiration formed on Callum's forehead, yet he dared not wipe them away.

Declan valued efficiency more than anything else