Leo noticed the slightly attentive gaze of Summer Fairmont as he returned to the calm demeanor of a Nation's Gentleman: "Because you're Artie Vaughn's best friend, I instinctively felt obliged to tidy up these documents at the time."
"Did you read them?" Summer Fairmont didn't like the feeling of her privacy being invaded.
"I didn't touch the unopened documents. But I did see the beginning of the letters that had been opened. It was just the first line with your name written there. Initially, I was concerned it might be your will, and I was afraid Artie Vaughn would be upset. Once I realized it wasn't, I didn't tell anyone, including Artie."
"Take away?" Summer Fairmont's succinct style was something Leo was still not quite used to.
He didn't understand what Summer Fairmont meant precisely.
"You, why, take away, documents?" Summer Fairmont explained "in great detail" in his best attempt at straightforward Chinese, without any strange tone.
