Just then, Mirabe''s phone buzzed in her pocket. Not wanting to wake David, she gave Devon a quick nod and slipped out of the room to take the call.


    Outside, she answered, "Hey, where are you?" came James''s cool voice.


    Mirabe nced casually at the potted nts lining the hallway. "I''m handling a few things at David''s."


    James, recalling Wyatt''s recent worries about some pharmaceutical issues, didn''t press further. "When do you think you''ll be done?"


    "Pretty soon. Did you need something?" Mirabe asked.


    "Yeah, we''ve got a lead on that person behind the drugs."


    Mirabe''s eyes narrowed. "Is it that ''Cian'' you mentioned?"


    James replied, "Probably. We can talk more once you''re finished."


    "Alright, I''ll swing byter."


    "Sounds good."


    Mirabe ended the call, her brow furrowed for a moment before she tucked her phone away and headed back to David''s room.


    Inside, David was still asleep. Mirabe checked on him and said to Devon, "I won''t bother David now. I''lle by tomorrow to try some acupuncture."


    Her current needles weren''t right for David''s condition.


    Devon, unsure about Mirabe''s medical skills, trusted she wouldn''t risk her mentor''s health. "Alright, I''ll be here."


    Mirabe nodded and left, with the butler trailing her to see her out.


    Once she''d disappeared through the door, Devon returned to David''s side, pulling up a chair to check his pulse. But without much medical


    know-how, he couldn''t make heads or tails of it.


    He let out a wry smile and withdrew his hand, staying by David''s side until he


    woke up.


    **


    to her neighborhood, heading straight to James''s ce. Inside,


    Not long after, Mirabe drovet


    nd not only James but also


    Wyatt and Curtis.


    "Hey, Ms. Mirabe," Wyatt greeted her warmly.


    Curtis gave her a nod as well.


    Mirabe acknowledged them with a hum and turned to James, clearing her throat. "You mentioned a lead on ''Cian''?"


    She''d nned to investigate through The Mirror but got sidetracked by Nick''s situation. If James hadn''t mentioned it, it might have slipped her mind.


    James took her hand, noting it felt warmer than the previous day. As he guided her to a seat beside him, he exined, "This person might be linked to an overseas ops group,st spotted in Riverdale."


    Mirabe let James hold her hand and raised an eyebrow. "So, they''re in Riverdale now?"


    "Not sure. They were supposed to be there three days ago, but who knows if they''ve moved on," Curtis chimed in, sounding a bit frustrated.


    That someone could evade him in Riverdale hinted at their skill.


    "Three days ago?" Mirabe''s eyes narrowed. "So, we can''t track them now?"


    She suspected this person was a fake, using ''Cian''s'' name, and the situation was likely more tangled than it appeared.