"Someone forgot to babysit trouble," murmured Vladimir, barely bothered with Madeline's sister's disappearance.
"How did we not realize it?" Madeline stood up, a deep frown on her face. "She was right here. She was here before I tried to look at the second part of the memory."
"Can't you find where she is?" questioned Calhoun.
Vladimir tilted his head to the side, "Maybe? It was barely two to three minutes. She must not have gone too far away from here. But which person ever decides to explore Hell by themselves?"
"Elizabeth can," deadpanned Calhoun. They should have made her stay in the graveyard or sent her back in the carriage to the castle. But Beth had such bad luck that, even if they did that, there would have been chances where the carriage would have been attacked while going back to the castle. "Find her."
Vladimir chuckled, "I don't take orders, Calhoun. Be nicer, and I will try to see if I can find her."
