Beyond the Divorce

As Dylan slowly drove the car away, I said, "Dylan, you helped me bury the old man from that deserted village outside Navi's base, right?" "Yes, ma'am. I buried him behind his house. That village is completely abandoned now."

"I feel sorry for the people in that village," I sighed. "By the way, when you were cleaning up the base later, did you find any traces of Stella?"

I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. I knew Dylan didn't like Stella, and he had even targeted her at the base. It was clear that he regarded her with disdain, not as some kind of helpless woman.

But logically, Stella couldn't have escaped on her own under the constant gunfire with those injuries to her leg and shoulder. So, how did she vanish into thin air? I just couldn't wrap my head around it.

"I didn't see her. Someone must have helped her escape," Dylan said.

"Don't you find it suspicious?" I asked, my question carrying a hint of reproach.

Dylan didn't shirk his responsibility, "Yes, ma'am. It was my fault. I was only focused on checking on our people at the time, and I overlooked it. When I tried to check on her later, she was nowhere to be found." "Could someone have helped her?" I asked boldly. "I mean, could it be someone from Navi's base?"

that possibility. I'll arrange

time, we had arrived at Al Dente. Atlas, who hadn't been involved in our discussion, got out first and walked

the lobby. As the elevator

for a moment, and Atlas noticed the subtle change in my demeanor. He turned

think I just saw Trinity in the elevator." I regained

but I hadn't had time

room and sat down, I said, "Trinity seems

you say that?" Atlas took my bag and settled me into the

wonder how Jared managed to

you mean?" Atlas asked as he put away

like the Huffman family is turning a blind eye to

elegant double seat by the floor-to-ceiling window. The main