C61 Predict the Future!
"Odd!"
"Why is Cello Everett fixated on me?"
Psykos adjusted her black-rimmed glasses and tried to blend her shapely figure into the crowd.
But before she could fully conceal herself...
Cello Everett cut through the crowd and approached her directly.
His eyes squinted as if he were appraising a rare artifact.
Unabashedly.
He stared and tutted audibly