Natalie Avax was many things, but never careless. She knew this was a targeted attack. After all, it wasn't every day her phone was intentionally stolen.
"Tell me what the girl looked like again?" Dion asked, furiously typing on his phone as he contacted his sources.
"I can't exactly remember. The girl had a hoodie on and left so quickly I didn't even get a good look at her face," Natalie frowned, thinking hard. She was Natalie Avax, after all, and didn't bother to keep tabs on everyone unless it suited her needs.
But Natalie was smart, and it was as if her brain had paused that moment. She zoomed in on the culprit in her mind's eye.
"Blonde hair…." she muttered, recognition setting in. "There were strands peeking out beneath the hoodie. Other than that, I don't exactly remember the face."
"That's the moment you wish Lunaris Academy had cameras around," Dion muttered in annoyance as he kept typing on his phone, "but no, they insist on living in the stone age."
