Lance pulled out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, while Elvin already had a match ready.
With a sizzle, the flame instantly sprang up, lighting the cigarette.
The bright tip of the cigarette became even brighter as Lance took a drag. He patted Elvin's hand, indicating he could put the match away.
"Where was he caught?" he asked.
Elvin shook the match in his hand, extinguishing it with the shake, and then casually threw it to the ground.
"Near the company, someone noticed this guy always hovering around the company, and often paying close attention to the main gate. Didn't seem like a good person."
"I had someone bring him back right away. As you said, first ensure our safety if something seems off."
"Devon applied some techniques, and he spilled everything."
Lance had told Elvin and the others that if they detected something might be amiss, they should act first and capture the person.
