Storming out from the hallway, Asher burst into the main area where the party was held, still holding Satele's hand.
Narrowing his eyes, he gazed in the direction of that now empty table. He shifted his head left and right in a hurry, searching for Evangeline only to see unfamiliar faces. Even he couldn't find the shadow of his brother.
He let go of Satele's hand and fished his phone inside his pocket. He was about to call Evangeline only to see that she left him a message.
[I'll be going ahead. Don't look for me]
He checked his surroundings, and when he didn't find Eric anywhere, he had a rough idea of what happened.
". . ."
Satele peeked at Asher when the air around him turned tense and stifling. She shivered when she saw those piercingly intimidating eyes constricted into a dot, and under the dim lights, the shadows only made his ruthless countenance even more menacing.
