OLIVER CAGE: Return Of The Lionheart

Chapter seventeen

Pascal clicked furiously on the computer. He was visibly tired, but he didn't want to stop. Mia had asked for his help, and he was not going to disappoint her.

"Why are you going through the old Lionheart files?" Rhea, his partner asked while looking over his shoulder. Pascal shot her a disapproving look.

"It's none of your business, Rhea. And why do you always do that, sneak up on me?" He asked, frustrated.

"Maybe I like your reaction every time. You have been working on this stuff since last night. Why don't you just go home and get some sleep?" Rhea asked him.

"Don't worry. I'm fine. Now that I think about it, you did not go home last night. Why did you stay behind?"

"I was waiting for you dummy. I wanted to make sure you do not burn yourself out. I forgot you are extremely capable, and that's why you made detective in the first place." She commented. Pascal smiled.

"But seriously, this case is like a decade ago. Why are you looking into it?" Rhea asked him. He offered her a seat