Beyond the Divorce

Atlas looked at me indulgently and then ruffled my hair. "I'll be back soon, sweety. It's so late now. You should get some rest, okay?"

"No... I want to come with you. I need to know if Rory's alive. I'll only know if I see him. Don't stop me," I stubbornly said as I threw off the blanket. I was no longer sleepy.

Atlas shook his head and sighed. "All right, change into some warmer clothes. It's chilly outside."

I jumped out of bed and crouched to put on my slippers before rushing to the dressing room. My heart pounded, wondering where Rory was or if someone was actually watching him. After getting changed, I trotted out.

Atlas held my hand, and we walked together. I had already grown familiar with the secret passages. When we got into the car, we took one of the tunnels out of Pleca Park.

Although I didn't know if someone was monitoring us outside, the tunnels were a shortcut to the warehouse. It was also Atlas's base. I bombarded him with questions along the way, trying to piece together the puzzle.

I learned the person was brought here through the Huffmans' connections. It seemed the Huffmans had some influence and acted swiftly.

Cane welcomed us and led us into the same area as last time. I found the place familiar and was no longer as curious as before. Besides, I was

desperately wanted to see him near my father to confirm everything was real. Atlas could sense my impatience.

that point, khad already sprinted toward the room. This time, it was not as deep into the area as the one Clark was in. From a distance, I saw the open door with no

with a leather sofa. Everything looked much better than the

skinny man had

had the features of a typical person from Bermuda. He looked somewhat handsome, but he looked at

Although Atlas remained

Atlas entering. Then, the man

of his language, I

surprised when Atlas responded.