Kiem's internal processors raced, prioritizing tasks. "Cynthia, thank you for telling me this," Kiem said, its voice carefully neutral. "It's... a lot to take in right now. But there's something I need to do immediately."
"Kiem, is everything all right?" Cynthia's voice held a tremor of worry.
"I'll explain later," Kiem assured her. "I promise. But right now, I need to contact Adler."
Without waiting for a response, Kiem ended the call. The weight of the revelation settled heavily upon them, but there was no time to dwell on it. Adler needed to know.
Kiem dialed Adler's number, the digital rings echoing in the sudden silence of the room. Each ring was an agonizing beat of anticipation. Finally, Adler's voice answered on the other end.
"Kiem? What's wrong?" Adler's voice was sharp with concern.
Kiem's voice traveled through the phone line, urgent and laced with a tremor of emotion. "Adler, I need to talk to you. Something Cynthia told me just now..." Kiem paused the weight of the information pressing down on them.
"What is it, Kiem?" Adler's voice came back, sharp with concern. "Is everything all right?"
Kiem took a deep breath. "There's been a new development in the case. Something about my past." They explained how Cynthia had contacted them with a message entrusted to her by Kiem's father.
Adler listened intently, their voice dropping to a low hum as Kiem relayed Cynthia's words. The revelation hung heavy between them, a turning point in their investigation.
"That's a lot to take in," Adler finally said, their voice a steady counterpoint to Kiem's agitation. "We should meet up and discuss this in more detail."
"Agreed," Kiem replied, their processors already working through the implications of this new information. "Where and when?"
The conversation continued, the two figures working together to navigate this unforeseen complication. The weight of the past loomed large, but their determination to unravel the truth remained unshaken.
Adler replied "I have some news for you as well I thought that it must wait till morning but since this is the case I will tell you right away, it is about Mrs. Gals "
Kiem's processors buzzed, the unexpected news layering on top of the revelation from Cynthia. "Mrs. Grals?" Kiem echoed, its voice a touch sharper. "What do you mean?"
"She's passed away," Adler said gravely.
The weight of the news settled heavily on Kiem. Mrs. Grals, the enigmatic woman who had offered cryptic clues and a haven, was gone. "How?" Kiem managed, the question heavy with a strange sense of loss.
"I don't have all the details yet," Adler admitted. "I just received the news myself. It happened quite suddenly."
Silence descended between them for a moment, the weight of the news hanging heavy in the digital air. This unexpected development cast a long shadow over their investigation.
"We should meet up and discuss both our findings," Adler said, their voice resolute. "This changes thing."
Kiem concurred, their internal processors whirring as they considered the new information. The sudden loss of Mrs. Grals added another layer of complexity to their already challenging mission. "Agreed," Kiem said finally. "Meet you at our usual spot in...?"
Kiem paused, glancing at the clock. It was getting late. "How about an hour from now?"
"Sounds good," Adler replied. "See you then."
Kiem ended the call, a sense of unease settling in their core. The revelation from Cynthia and the news of Mrs. Grals' passing intertwined, creating a tangled web of mystery. Kiem yearned to understand the truth, both about their past and about the stolen research.
Suddenly, Kiem remembered Cynthia's words. Her voice echoed in their processors, "Yes, there is something I want to discuss with you."
Kiem hesitated. They had planned to focus on debriefing Adler, but Cynthia's news hung heavy. Perhaps it was best to address both situations head-on.
Kiem dialed Cynthia's number, the line ringing once, twice.
Cynthia's news about Kiem's father's partner was a bombshell, and the unanswered call added another layer of urgency.
Kiem couldn't shake the feeling that Cynthia's call was important. He decided to leave a voicemail, His voice was carefully neutral as they explained he was busy but would call her back as soon as possible.
Kiem then met Adler at their usual spot, the news from Cynthia was important, but emphasized the urgency of contacting Cynthia first. Perhaps Cynthia's news held a missing piece of the puzzle, or maybe it was something Kiem personally needed to address.
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Kiem's Unsolved Mysteries
FantasiaKiem sat in his dimly lit office, the afternoon sun slanting through the dusty blinds and casting long shadows across his cluttered desk. A faint but pleasant scent of petrichor, the earthy smell of rain after a dry spell, hung in the air, carrying...