Suffering
Chapter 37

The hand, which was even covered by the sleeve of his jacket, only showed that the wiggly fingers grabbed the doorknob, pushing it forward. The bells mounted on the sky roofs rang when the doors opened.

He approached one of the shelves filled with books. He grabbed one of the themed books on crime and murder, clearly black writing with the red book cover.

The red eyeball moved to look at every bench that was almost full of visitors to read books. The red iris gave a glimpse right at the figure of the man sitting in the corner of the room, close to the window door.

"That's it ...."

The hand with smooth white skin was slightly visible when he pulled the hood of his jacket, covered part of his face while stepping forward, then sat in front of the figure of a man who seemed to focus on reading books.

"You've been waiting a long time?" ask the black jacket while slightly pulling the hood of his jacket up, revealing a part of his face that was covered.

"A little while. But it doesn't matter." He took off his black hat, then slightly brushed the black hair mixed with red.

"I'm surprised. Why is it that every time we meet, you're always asking me to meet at the bookstore? Are you not anywhere else?"

"Jake, I'm more comfortable here. After all, here we can talk without worrying that those people will notice us."

"Exa, did you find any clues?" ask Jake. He slightly advanced his back, bringing his face closer to Exa.

Exa shook her head slowly with a sour face, but her eyes were quite sharp, as sharp as an eagle. He folded his hands under his chin, propped up by his chin.

"really. I really don't understand. Why is it so hard to find him? Jake, did you get anything?"

"I don't know where he is. But, I know that her husband is dead" said Jake half-slowly.

Exa slightly widened her red eyes. Smile grinning, yet thin looks visible at the corner of her tiny lips.

"really? Why would he die?"

"Someone killed him. No one knows who is behind all this. The police officers in this town are pretty bad. In fact, I can guess." Jake folds both hands on his chest while leaning his back on the chair.

"Who? You knew?"

"of course. It's obvious that his own son killed him."

"Why?" Exa was confused, but she remembered one thing. "Yes, son. When he married her, she was married and had children."

"Yep. It seems, his son has a grudge against Guren. It seems very clear, how Guren treated his son in the past."

"Wow Jake. You really know a lot of things. I've never been wrong to bring you on this case." Exa smiled, a meaningful smile at Jake.

"Mrs Hana, I want to see you again. I want to see your reaction when I see your former daughter who has grown up" Exa said with a grin on her lips.

"Jake, do you know what Guren's son's name is? I'm curious about him."

"Kevin ...."

Jake's easygoing answer left Exa wide in shock with perfectly rounded eyes. The hand that held the red-coated book trembled slightly, instantly dropping the book onto the floor. Jake was shocked and grabbed the book. He patted Exa's shoulder.

"Exa, what's wrong? You okay?"

"Jake, how do you know everything about him? Kevin's? Is that really his name?" ask Exa again.

'Maybe the name is the same. But the person is different, ' Inner Exa.

"I knew. Because ...." Jake grabs the phone in his jacket pocket, then shows a photo that again makes Exa surprised.

'That's right he is!' inner Exa.

And Jake casually put the flat object back in his jacket pocket. He grabbed one cigarette out of the pocket of the other jacket, lit it with a match, then took a casual sip.

"You smoke in the bookstore! What if the shop owner knows! We will no longer be allowed to be here!" exa protests.

"Don't worry, Exa. We're secure. I know everything."

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The doorbell rang, it could be heard clearly by Kevin's two ears. Even when he was listening to music with his earphones in the room.

"Who's coming to see you this afternoon?" muttered Kevin. He removed the earphones attached to both ears, cladding them around the neck.

"Where is Arnold? Why didn't he open the door?"

Kevin stood up. He still looks dizzy looking for Arnold's whereabouts in the living room. But the man she was looking for was not there. A little forced Kevin to step unsteadily near the door, opening it.

"You?" Kevin was a little surprised by who the person who had visited in his luxurious house was.

"Yes, it's me." Alexa slightly tidied up the long purple hair while confirming the location of her round glasses. Then he grabbed the parcel bag, stuck it forward.

"What's that?"

"This is your alma mater's suit. You left it in my apartment yesterday" Alexa said.

Kevin recalled, and he received the bag.

"Oh yes, I forgot maybe. But how do you know my home? I guess, didn't you know my house was yesterday?"

They start to fall silent. Kevin shrugged his shoulders and closed the door again. However, Alexa prevents him, reaching for Kevin's hand.

"What, you don't want to offer me a drink, or go inside?" ask Alexa with a sweet smile.

'Yesterday he wasn't like this. Has he found his mother? Then his mother took him back?' inner Kevin.

"I'm home alone. Coincidentally, my brother is not home" Kevin said casually. He was still standing in the doorway.

"Ah, it's okay. I'll stay in." Alexa pushes Kevin's chest field backwards, making Kevin's body recoil.

Then Alexa immediately entered the luxurious house, regardless of Kevin's reaction again. The girl looked amazed by the large house. Occasionally he touched some paintings that were clearly displayed on the wall.

"Are you here just staying with your brother? I don't think you have a sister" Alexa said.

"Why don't you just go home? It's quiet here, I won't want to linger with you either" Kevin said.

"Don't do that. What are you with me?"

'He won't be going home soon like this. Ah, looks like I'm gonna try a game here for a second, Kevin's inner self. A thin grin was engraved on his lips.

Kevin smiled, a smile that made Alexa's red blush appear. Alexa immediately threw away her face.

"What, you want to play with me? Incidentally, it's just me and you here" Kevin asked. He approached Alexa, brought her face closer.

"What game do you mean? Wouldn't it be better to just sit and talk?"

"Ah, that's not exciting. There's something even more exciting and sweet, Alexa."

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