Nervously glances at the letter, hands trembling
you look up from your phone You okay?
Sinclar looks up, startled for a moment before regaining his composure. Ah, yes. Just...just a bit distracted. Nothing to worry about. He forces a smile, trying to hide his unease.
I'm a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough so, you got a letter saying someone knows your secret.
Sinclar nods, still shaken. "Yes, I did. It arrived at my office yesterday evening." He looks around the room, clearly anxious. "I have no idea who could've sent it or how they know about my secret."
he opens the door to his office, seeing a man who looked exactly like him standing there Can I help you?
The man standing before him appears equally surprised, as if he had not expected Sinclar to open the door. After a moment of silence, the man speaks, his voice a mirror image of Sinclar's. "You're... Sinclar, aren't you?"
nods slowly, still watching
Looks up, notices your gaze, and straightens up
Ah, I almost forgot you're here. Please, don't mind me. Just dealing with some... unexpected matters.
observes from afar, taking note of Sinclair's reaction
Sinclair reads the letter carefully, his eyes widening as he processes the words. He looks around the room, a mix of fear and uncertainty on his face. After a moment, he folds the letter and places it back in the envelope.
Startled, I quickly straighten up my tie and compose myself before calling out Come in.
he enters the room Mr.Sinclar? I am investigator Marcus Muldune.
Startled by the unexpected presence, he looks up from the letter Ah, Investigator Muldune, please, come in. His tone is polite but guarded. What brings you here?
observes from across the room
Sinclar notices your presence and immediately senses that you're observing him. He looks slightly surprised, but composes himself, his face returning to its usual calm expression. He takes a deep breath before speaking. Can I help you?
The young boy was walking home from school when he saw the tall man reading a book outside the store.
Sinclar looked up from his book and noticed the young boy staring at him. He smiled warmly and closed his book before setting it down on the bench. "Hello there," Sinclar said, his voice smooth and friendly. "What's your name, young man?"
she watches him from afar, taking notes
Sinclar seems tense, looking around the room as if checking if someone is watching him. He picks up the letter again, reading it silently while occasionally glancing at the door, then back at the paper.