Lowell understood what Tarquin was implying, and his mind was heavy with it.


    He couldn''t sleep that night, tossing and turning as he tried to figure out how to test the crazy guy. If the guy was just pretending to be crazy, there was no easy way. He wouldn''t expose himself that easily.


    So, what could he do?


    Lowell racked his brain all night. He had just drifted off when Evan''s call woke him up.


    He answered the video call with a yawn. "Hey, Evan."


    The little guy on the screen was bursting with energy, his voice loud and clear. "Mr. Lowell, why are you still sleeping?"


    Lowell nced at the time. "It''s not even five yet. You''re up already?"


    "Yep! Early to bed, early to rise! I''ve been up for a while. Where are the pretty girl and Jove?"


    Lowell corrected him tiredly, "That''s a guy, Evan. An older boy."


    "No, not an older boy, a pretty girl!"


    "He''s a man!"


    "A girl!"


    Lowell was speechless. "...How can you tell she''s a girl?"


    "She''s so good-looking, and her eyes are so gentle. You can just tell she''s ady. Can''t you see it?"


    Lowell questioned, "Can''t a guy be good-looking and have gentle eyes?"


    "Sure, but the gentleness and good looks of a guy and ady are different."


    "How are they different?"


    "The feeling is different."


    Lowell: "..."


    Evan delivered a ruthless critique. "You''re doomed, Mr. Lowell. If you can''t even tell the difference between a man and ady, how are you ever going to find a girlfriend?"


    Lowell chuckled. "If I can''t find one, I''ll just be a bachelor forever. You can take care of me when I''m old, right?"


    "Of course!" Eyan said. "But when you''re old, be grown up, and I''ll definitely have my own wife. I have to be good to my wife, so I''ll have to spend a lot of time with her. I won''t be able to hang out with you every day! So instead of me taking care of you, it would be better if just found you a girlfriend."


    Lowellughed. "You''re already thinking about finding a wife at your age?"


    "Not right now, but I definitely will when I grow up!"


    "So, what kind of wife are you looking for, Evan?"


    "Someone as beautiful and kind as my mommy, and as cute and adorable as my little sister! She has to be as pretty as a princess and as brave as a superhero! Someone who lights up the whole room the second she walks in!"


    Lowellughed. "Attaboy, you''ve got high standards! Sounds like you''re describing an angel."


    "Well, my wife will be the best in the world! And she''ll be the happiest in the world!" Evan dered.


    Lowell believed thatst part. Any girl Evan fell for in the future would be incredibly happy. The kid was clearly destined to bepletely devoted to his wife.


    Lowell asked with renewed interest, "So you think you can find me a girlfriend?"


    "Yep! How about the prettydy? If you like her, I can charm her intoing home with me to be your wife."


    Seeing the little guy''s confidence, Lowell''s smile widened. "Alright! I''m putting my love life in your hands! But let''s pass on Dane. Find me someone else."


    Evan didn''t understand. "Why someone else? You don''t like her?"


    Lowell gave an awkwardugh. Why? Because he wasn''t into men, that''s why.


    He said tactfully, "We''re not a good match. Why don''t you go do your morning training with your trainer for a bit? We''re scheduled for a video call at seven, I''ll call you then."


    "Okay, then. Bye, Mr. Lowell."


    "Bye."


    After hanging up, Lowell was wide


    awake, no longer feeling tired. Chatting with the kid had lifted his spirits. He got up, washed his face, got dressed, and went out to buy some breakfast, not giving a second thought to Evan''s words or Danes gender. His mind waspletely upied with the virus and the mission.