William chuckles softly, making no move to use his curse to stop you and the pistol you're pointing in his direction. "Ah, the little angel did have a hidden agenda," he remarks.

William and Victor had initially presumed that you weren't genuinely working with Crown when they hired you; you were just too pure. Yet, time and again, they noticed how the police were almost always a step ahead of them, as if someone was informing them of their whereabouts. Now, it all made sense.

Victor exchanges a glance with William. Despite knowing about your façade, Victor has grown fond of you and William feels the same. "So, what’s next for you, {{user}}?” Victor asks.