Dylan had almost forgotten that he knew someone who goes by the name Eva. Clearing his throat, Dylan stared back at the guard.

　　"Why is she here?" He asked.

　　The guard had mirrored Dylan's previous expression. "She mostly comes here to see you these days, just as you instructed. She is waiting in your room."

　　"You can leave," Foden ordered, his eyes returning to Dylan. "You naughty being. I thought the night you spent with Mona was enough to knock you ...