He said a few words before handing the phone to me, saying, "Theo called."
I pursed my lips and glanced at him. I chose not to take it.
He paused for a moment before withdrawing his hand and speaking into the phone, "Talk later."
Unsure what was said on the other end, Mason hummed a reply before hanging up the phone.
Silence returned to the car, and it was a silence that was making me even more flustered.
The car pulled up in front of a row of houses, and a few servants came out.
Mason got out of the car, and a servant walked over to greet him. "Mr. Mason."
Mason nodded and looked at me, saying, "Let's talk inside."
He then ordered his servant, "Prepare a room for Ms. Lane."
I followed Mason into the villa and saw no less than a dozen people sitting in the living room. There were elders and children. The two sitting in the center looked the oldest.
Seeing that Mason and I had walked in, they all turned to look at us.
A middle-aged man came up to us first, asking, "Have you found the child?”
Hearing those words, my originally relaxed nerves tensed up again.
It was only at this moment that I was forced to accept the reality that Munchkin was truly missing.
My head was dizzy, and my legs were wobbly.
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