"I just... remembered some childhood things." Memoria Campbell smiled at him, "I remember, back then, whenever someone bullied me, I just had to call out 'Brother James,' and they'd run away. I also remember that you said back then, you wanted to be a good cop and protect everyone."
James Xavier curled his lips, "It's a pity, I'm still far from being a good cop. But just like when we were kids, if you need anything, remember to call Brother James."
Memoria Campbell curled her lips, "Alright."
"I'll head out first, you get some rest."
James Xavier turned and walked out the door.
Memoria Campbell stood in place, taking a deep breath.
Having not seen him for years, Memoria's impression of James Xavier remained the same as when he was always protecting the weak, standing in front of her, and she couldn't quite accept the possibility of him being a traitor.
Pressing her lips together, she made a silent decision to get to the bottom of this matter as soon as possible.
