Jimmy: "Early this morning, someone broke into my apartment."
Charon frowned, the wrinkles on his forehead scrunched up, "And then?"
Jimmy: "He opened the door to my apartment and entered the living room. On his way to the bedroom, I discovered him, but we didn't meet; he turned around and fled immediately."
Charon: "So do you know who it was?"
Jimmy: "There's only one suspect for now, Ms. Perkins."
Charon: "Are you certain?"
Jimmy: "No clues were left behind, but recently, the only person capable of doing such a thing would be her."
Charon thought for a moment, then slightly bowed: "Sorry, Mr. Yang, I need to step out for a moment."
Jimmy waved him off, and Charon stood up, buttoned his suit, and left the meeting room.
Jimmy sat there idly, drinking whiskey while waiting. After a while, Charon returned to the meeting room, "Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Yang."
Jimmy: "Do you have any news?"
