The conversation yielded nothing substantial. The girl was adept at dodging any and all accounts of being tied to Zorn.

A different tactic is needed, so instead of continuing their dull conversation, she bids her farewell and turns the corner.

She waits and listens to the girls fading footsteps before following at a safe distance.

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They end up in the shady part of town where multiple Storm girls wander with men on their arms.

None of the men resemble Zorn in the slightest though their clothing indicates they’re from the Upper District.

Anmutig circles the neighborhood and sees nothing amiss besides the illegal prostitution.

However it’s good to know which rich men are traversing the streets. She climbs up a tree and has the phone float above the neighborhood.

She zooms in on specific men and takes a few videos and pictures of their affairs.

This day may have been disappointing but at least she acquired sufficient material.