What had she done?
"Everyone's waiting for us. Let's head back," Nathan said.
He could see the tension between Nora and Leonard, and he didn't even bother to give Leonard a polite word.
He simply leaned in and whispered softly in Nora's ear.
Then, he took her hand and quickly walked away.
Nora hadn't expected him to do that. Her ears flushed, feeling as if they were on fire.
She didn't ask any questions in front of Leonard, obediently letting him lead her away.
Leonard stood frozen, his gaze dark as he watched Nathan and Nora's retreating figures.
After a long moment, he took out his phone and made a call.
"I need you to run a check on someone."
Leonard's eyes were grim. "Yes, I want a detailed file."
***
Feeling the persistent gaze on her back finally disappear, Nora glanced behind her.
Seeing that Leonard hadn't followed, she breathed a sigh of relief and pulled her hand free from Nathan's grip.
"Okay, he's gone now."
Nathan stopped and turned to look at her.
Nora felt the atmosphere was a little awkward. She rubbed her wrist and asked, "Why did you come out here?"
Nathan said, "You were gone for a while. Everyone was worried you might have gotten lost and couldn't find your way back to the private room."
So they sent Nathan himself to find her?
That couldn't be right. Would the task force members really be bold enough to order their top Captain around?
"Ahem, he cornered me not long after I came out."
Nora gave a brief explanation, but she didn't seem inclined to elaborate.
"I'll be right back. You go on ahead."
Nora felt even more helpless.
It wasn't like she was accusing him of doing it on purpose.
They were almost back at the private room, so there was no point in dwelling on it. Nora decided to drop the subject.
Back in the room, the atmosphere was still lively.
No one asked Nora why she had been gone so long. They just warmly motioned for her and Nathan to take their seats.
Since they were the last to arrive, the only two remaining seats naturally went to them.
Nora sat down next to Nathan, feeling that something was a little off.
"This is our task force's first dinner together! Let's thank our Captain for his generous treat!"
Nora raised her glass with everyone else. She wasn't much of a drinker and had planned to just go through the motions. But just as she lifted her glass, two voices spoke at the same time—
"Nora doesn't drink, so don't make her."
"You can have juice."

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