Rhys lay on his bed depressingly as he stared at his phone to check for updates. It's been 12 hours now. They haven't found Raiden. Maybe he's just good at hiding. He rolled on his bed. Then, his mother called him.
"Mom?"
"Come back to the Philippines. We need you here." Freya said.
"But how about Raiden?"
"I am searching for you. You will stay here for a while. Okay?"
"Okay…" He mumbled.
"Don't worry, sweetie, I'll find your brother." Rhys nodded.
He went to his closet lazily and packed a few important things and just a pair of clothes.
Then, his mother sent his ticket. His flight is in two hours. He needed to check-in right away. It's traffic in Manhattan so, he will need to use his motorbike on the way to New York International Airport. He called two men that would escort him.
