Abel wiped the cold sweat off his forehead as Rafael shot him a piercing glance. "Having trouble?" Rafael's gaze was sharp and cold.

Abel quickly shook his head. "No, no, no."

"Get going then."

"Yes."

As Abel reached the door, Rafael suddenly remembered something and called him back.

"Oh, one more thing," Rafael said.

Abel turned back, awaiting Rafael's instructions.

"Eileen mentioned that when she was in Morocco, she received messages from a mysterious person. Find out who that person is."

Abel's mouth dropped open, silently waiting for Rafael to continue.

After a moment of silence, Rafael returned to his work, leaving Abel hanging.

"Sir, is there anything else?" Abel...