Kyle was stunned to see Kurt's dad when the moment door was unlocked. Is this the reason Kurt locked me inside? She kept aside the picture she was seeing, stood up from the chair, as stiff as a pole.
Arnold's eyes lingered on the picture, but a second later, he turned to Kyle, a smile on his face. ''We meet again. How are you?''
''H_i, Uncle.'' Kyle hesitantly raised her hand and waved, looking past his shoulders. The look on Kurt's face was so menacing that she got intimidated by it. Is this also my fault? Kyle cried.
Kurt swore like a trooper, not on his father but the rat. He knew who it is—the security guard, always waiting to inform his whereabouts. Before his dad would imagine beyond the thoughts, Kurt started. ''You have misunderstood, dad. There is nothing_''
