Chapter 12: A lost lover

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(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

I moved one hand underneath my chin, following the lieutenant. Stepping aside, I traced every possible path the android could've taken with my eyes. If she couldn't leave, as Connor had disclosed, she surely wouldn't have headed for the main entrance.

"Excuse me, (Y/N)?"

I blinked a few times before turning around to spot Connor addressing me. He slightly shifted his weight, hence I tilted my head, confused why he seemed bothered by something.

"What's wrong?" I gave him a tiny smile.

"I noticed your distress inside the room when the android shut down and somehow I cannot forget that. Are you all right?"

I felt a certain warmth spread around my heart, as I grasped a strand of my hair as a distraction. "Yes, I'm completely fine. Thanks for... Worrying."

I nervously chuckled and Connor soon appeared much more comfortable. Did he really fret over such a trivial thing? Knowing that he cared, I was genuinely delighted.

My partner now nodded and distanced himself from me, which didn't bother me though. I was busy trying to focus on the case while enjoying the current sensation calming me. I took a deep breath and set Connor's worry aside with a faint grin, walking over to Hank, who was talking to the manager.

"You ever had any trouble with androids before?"

The unfamiliar man shook his head, responding, "No way! Well... Once... We lost a model 2-3 months back, bah... same model... Just vanished, we never found out what happened."

Hank sensed my presence and shortly introduced me. "That's my partner, detective (L/N)."

The manager sweetly smiled at me, causing me to wonder if this really was an appropriate situation to act like that.

"Hello." I simply greeted him, not keen on conversing with this man for too long.

He turned his focus to Hank again, due to the question being directed at him. "You probably don't have any CCTV in here, huh?"

The grey-haired man examined his surroundings.

"No way... I mean... This is what people appreciate about Eden Club...discretion. They can come and go without a trace."

I squinted one eye, guessing it was a way to increase their success. Of course no one would want to be seen walking into such a club.

"Excuse me, (Y/N). Can you come here a second?"

I moved my head to see Connor approaching me. Shortly glancing at Hank, he nodded and we both followed our partner.

"Found something?" Hank inquired, whereas Connor answered, "Maybe..."

We arrived in front of an android, locked in one of these glass pods. Looking at me once again, the detective android asked, "Can you rent this Traci?"

I blankly stared at him, nonplussed by that question.

"For fuck's sake, Connor, we got better things to do..." Hank exclaimed but Connor stayed serious.

"Please! Just trust me (Y/N)." His hazel brown eyes pierced through mine and who was I kidding, I had faith in Connor anyway. Sighing, I chose the shortest amount of time and certified my input.

"Hello. A 30 minute session costs $29.99. Please confirm your purchase."

I put my right hand on the fingerprint scanner and muttered, " I wonder what people will think of me now, seeing my expense account..."

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