Chapter 55-3: Twilight - Abstract Ideas-

His tone to Mark didn't sound very happy, and he wasn't excited about this kind of dramatic adventure. He was angry and wanted to vent by getting this over with quickly, clarifying urgent matters, and leaving. "Okay."

"If I call her now, it'll be clear enough on her part, I think, and some evidence might be lost." Leroy thought for a moment, carefully placing his fist on the edge of his jaw and under his lip as he paused from searching or fiddling and looked at him with a straight, steady stance.

Leroy's azure eyes were as clear as they were cloudy. His tone wasn't vague, and his deep accent was eloquent with a dazzling, impressive quality that made Mark exhale helplessly in the silence... amidst the silence.

"So... no, I'm not sure."