"Let's put that aside for now," Jensen Morrison said. "There's something else I'm suspicious about."
"What is it?"
"It's about Stella from KK. When did you meet her, and why do you trust her so much?"
Ivy Holden hesitated for a moment. "We were once locked up together in that dark, sunless room," she said. "She got out a few days before I did. Back then, she taught me how to protect my vital spots when I was being beaten. To me, she's a friend forged in hardship. Besides, I've stayed in touch with her because I want to find The Demon as soon as possible."
Jensen Morrison nodded. "In that case," he said, "let's look for what you and Stella have in common."
"'Common ground?'" Ivy Holden ran a hand through her hair. She honestly couldn't think of anything she and Stella had in common.
"You're both Chinese, both beautiful... what else?"
"Our ages are similar. She's four years older than me."
"So he's just a pervert?" Jensen Morrison asked, frowning.
