Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

“Coffee,” stated Keegan.

“Tea,” replied Marshall.

Stella hesitated momentarily, then glanced at Keegan and suggested, “You might as well have some tea too. It would save us from firing up the coffee machine.”

Keegan looked slightly displeased about the situation but chose not to argue.

Marshall pressed his lips together slightly as he watched the scene unfold. ‘Brewing tea was also a bit of a hassle,’ he thought. The fact that Stella did not ask him to accommodate Keegan’s request felt respectful, yet created a sense of unfamiliarity between them.

Keegan settled onto the nearby couch, maintaining a comfortable distance from Stella. He turned to Marshall and asked, “How’s the injury?”

Marshall opened up his palm to show Keegan the wound. Though it was healed, the scar remained prominent. It would likely need some time to fade. “It’s alright,” he said.

“Given your experience, you don’t really need to take on cases like that. The pay isn’t a lot, and there are tons of risks involved. Why bother?” Keegan said indifferently.

“I wasn’t planning on taking it initially. But no one

seen her at our office multiple times, and on each visit, her

individuals who just want to live endure such hardships. And that was when I took on her case. I just didn’t expect her husband to locate her new residence so

should’ve involved the authorities. You should’ve known who you were dealing with. Thank god

and he clenched his fist. After a while, he admitted, “You’re right. I made the wrong

is forcing you to push yourself to the extremes, Marshall. You don’t have to take on everything head-on. Do you know that your current

Marshall smiled

little annoyed by his response and decided to stay

from racing to marathons. Even people accustomed to the laid- back

he seemed to revert to his state from seven years ago. He was

Keegan spoke again. “Get to know the girls your mom introduces you to and go on dates with

and said, “Being with Stella

Keegan froze. “Are you intending to