"We're here, Uncle Malcolm!" Nellie led him to a pinewood door and pointed at the doorknob, smiling. "You'll have to go in yourself, Uncle Malcolm. I have some sketches I need to catch up on, so I won't be coming in with you.
"I'm in the middle of designing a nice bracelet for you, and I'll join you as soon as I'm done! "
Malcolm curled his lips into a triumphant smile and gently stroked Nellie's hair. "I'm a man, so why do I need a bracelet?"
"This bracelet is a special one!" Nellie winked at him meaningfully. "You'll find out after I'm done with the sketch!"
With that, she turned and pattered away.
Malcolm smiled as he watched her leave.
What an adorable little child.
He could not help wondering if she would still be so happy after she found out that the only reason he had come here was to kidnap them and cut off one of her fingers so that he could threaten Joshua with it...
When Nellie's figure finally disappeared from view, Malcolm let out an exhale and gently pushed the door open.
Nigel and Neil were far more mature than naive, simple-minded Nellie, so he had to be more careful not to expose his true motives.
He pushed the door open.
The lights inside the room were switched off, and there was no light at all apart from some streaks of sunlight seeping through the window. The room was so dark that he could not make out anything inside it at all.
Malcolm furrowed his brows as he slowly stepped in. "Why is it so dark in here?"
Thud-!
The door slammed shut behind him, and with another loud thud, all the lights in the room were turned on.
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