World 6.15

"H-Human t-t-trafickng?!" 

Gray's mouth almost dropped. His eyes widened and then he blinked, still confused.

Seeing his reaction, Hawk chuckled. "Why are you so surprised? This is not the first time you took a mission like this." he said, putting the papers down.

Gray cleared his throat and smiled. "I mean…can Calix really do that?" He cupped his chin and glanced at Red. "His personality was very far from the intel I got," he added.

"You have a point, but the true Calix was far from what you are seeing right now." Hawk lifted his cup and took a sip. "Sweet, isn't it?" he mumbled.

Hearing this, Gray tapped the table. "Did the organization really give me the right information? There's this one time when Calix told me that I'm like his mom, scolding him.." He glanced at Red. "Based on the information sent by Black, Calix grew up in an orphanage.."