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"ADAM SIR? YOU ASKED FOR ME?" Francis peeked his head into his boss' office, Adam sitting at his desk with his legs propped up on the table.
"Come in, Francis. And close the door behind you." Adam demanded, his eyes glaring straight into Francis's soul.
He choked with anxiety, shutting the door as he stepped into the room. "...Is something wrong sir?"
"...Is there any sort of information you'd like to give me?"
"I-Information? What type of information?"
Adam scoffed, bringing his feet down from the desk and planting them in the ground. "Wanna play clueless, I see..." He thumbed through a stack of papers. "...I received this months phone records. With you on my phone plan, of course, I can see who you contact."
Francis's heart instantly dropped to his feet.
"...On Friday night, at approximately 11:36 p.m, y/n was killed by Tomura Shigaraki from the League of Villains. Do you agree with this?"
"...Yes sir."
"...Saturday at 3:33 a.m...You receive a call from y/n's phone. You answer this call, and it last for about 4 and a half minutes. Now I would assume that it would've been a 'oh, wrong number' conversation, but those don't last almost 5 minutes."
