Poison King chased Leticia to the window and watched as she disappeared into the night. Glancing at the missing photo on his table, he grinned.
"Don't be hasty. You'll know everything soon enough come tomorrow night."
His eyes glinted maliciously.
When Poison King turned from the window and returned to bed, a figure flashed across a dark corner. It was Jacob.
Jacob looked up at Poison King's bedroom window with a cold look. "It looks like there is a relation between this old geezer and Leticia's parents somehow."
Leticia was already back in her room when Jacob arrived. Seeing him returning from outside, she asked cautiously, "Where did you go?"
"To the restroom. I couldn't keep it in. What? Am I not allowed to do that?" Jacob let out a tired yawn and said, "Where did you go dressed in an all-black catsuit in the middle of the night?"
"I don't need to explain anything to you."