C527 The Conversation Under the Streetlights

At this point a phone call came through, and my only excuse to refuse was to be used as cannon fodder!

The car reached the apartment building. He stopped the car and turned his head to look at me. Seeing my conflicted expression, he smiled. "Did you find an excuse to reject me?"

I shook my head in frustration. If I could find a reasonable and emotionless excuse to reject me