After sending off Coco's friends and bid a farewell to Zaque, Cleora started making her way to the nearest inn, lost in thought.
Suddenly, a prickling sensation between her shoulder-blades sent a shiver down her spine which caused her to pause mid-step, gaze flicking toward the dark entrance of an alleyway just ahead.
She walked closed to the alleyway, eyes narrowing to the darkness.
Just then.. Something shifted in the shadows, something that looked awfully like a figure, lingering just long enough within her line of sight for her to realize she wasn't alone, but by the time she turned to investigate, the alleyway was completely empty, the only sound being the faint rustle of wind through the trash.
Cleora stared into the shadows for a few more seconds before turning around.
"How was your investigation, Leo?" Cleora asked, back straightening as she blocked the entrance of the alleyway to make sure no prying eyes would dare look behind her.
