"A… coin?" The doctor asked back as she looked at James, who asked for it in a nonchalant way, but at the same time, he interrupted Niam. In her mind, he was the one that still had the gun, even though there was no bullet in it, it was still a weapon… and still, this guy Scott just straight-up interrupted him… didn't even give a fuck about his existence.
It just made her more confident that this man was something dangerous.
"Yes, just a coin." James answered her as he looked deep into her eyes, and she just got mesmerized by it… by the depth of that look, of that eye. Maybe ordinary people couldn't tell, but with her experience, with one look, she knew that this man was far more than dangerous, far more than she had thought of him.
But then who the fuck is he?
Scott Miller… there isn't any name she could think of. She heard nothing about the name… it was fake. Yeah, she got it. She realized there is no way that's his real name.
