"Vote to unlock full potential?"
The crowd read what they could with the limited light in the square. Aside from the large, bold letters, what was also clear was the photo of the man printed on it.
"Who is this person?"
Clearly, this was not the notorious Thief of Ravah. This was a man—someone they had never seen before—his features distinctly different from the common traits of the locals. He was a foreigner, that was for sure.
"People of Ha." Suddenly, Lola's voice echoed once more after giving them a brief moment. "The papers you're seeing now feature a very handsome, smart, sinfully sexy—"
Lola stopped when she heard someone on her earpiece. It was Izu, calling her, "Madam," his tone more of a reminder not to get sidetracked.
"Ahem!" Lola cleared her throat, fist pressed against her lips. "What I'm saying is that the man you see in that locked résumé is applying for a job."
"A job?" Different voices echoed in unison, utterly confused.
