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"Balthazar?" called me in horror. He stepped out from the side Dimitri had been staring at, his angry smile on me. He wasn't wearing pajamas, but a thick black jacket and matching pants. It seems he knew I was gone from the start ...

"Don't move from where you are," he threatened suddenly before turning to Dimitri, still wearing his angry smile. "Haven't you guys ever been taught manners? You and Viktor have no manners either, have you."

Dimitri certainly looked tensed, but the expression on his face was calm at the moment. "Sorry, my current situation doesn't give me the freedom to be polite," he replied in a low voice. I don't know if what he said was just sarcasm or real.

Balthazar walked next to me, his body did look relaxed but the domineering aura emanating from him at this moment made me want to stay away from him. "So what's the pay, Dimitri?"

I stared at Dimitri too, his different colored eyes looking expressionlessly at Balthazar. "You have nothing to do in this matter,"