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After dinner, the instructor and Sakura peeled off from Casey and Max, staying in the kitchen area close to the beer and alcohol.
“Do you think they’re going to—” Casey couldn’t even finish her sentence.
“I hope not. If our instructor is serious about courting Sakura, knowing her, she’s going to make him work very hard for it. She might even make him quit smoking.”
“They’re doomed in that case,” laughed Casey.
She suddenly went quiet and then reached inside her bag.
“Hey! I got you something,” she said.
Max was about to protest as he hadn’t bought her anything. He didn’t even know he was going to be seeing her over the holidays.
She handed him a beautiful origami paper crane, made out of really nice red paper.
Max didn’t know much about stationary but he knew that the paper this crane had been made out of was not your average dollar store variety kind of paper.
“We used to sell special origami paper at my family’s shop,” she said. “But things have been a bit more complicated recently. Anyway, origami always makes me smile and something I used to do a lot more often before I unlocked my profile and trait, and—I don’t know—I wanted to share something close to my heart with you.”
Max blushed.
“Casey, I don’t know what to say,” he said.
“Don’t say anything,” she said. “Keep it in your pouch or on your bedside table. It’s a good luck charm.”
Max smiled. “Well, thanks.”
Sakura and the instructor giggled in the kitchen, lost in their own conversation.
Max figured this might be the best time to continue their ongoing discussion about what to do concerning Samuel Archer.
“We heard him right,” said Max, speaking almost in a whisper. “He mentioned going beyond the wall. He’s doing something in the outer-rim, which as far as I know, is completely illegal. People’s lives could be at risk.”
“What do you think we should do?” said Casey. “Should you tell Sakura?”
Max shook his head. “He’s too powerful. Going to Sakura would be like going through the proper channels, he’s amassed too much respect and status within the climber’s guild for people to start a direct investigation into his affairs. We’re the best people for the job as no one is paying attention to us. Furthermore, if we tell Sakura, she might not let us go and she might even tell other high-ranking climbers and we don’t know who’s on Samuel Archer’s side.”
Casey nodded.
“Whatever we do next though,” said Max. “We’ll have to be very careful. Spying on Samuel Archer has the potential to be more dangerous than anything we’ve yet experienced in the tower so far.”
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In the build-up to the new year Max and Casey gathered as much information as they could easily and safely acquire.