"Atticus," Daphne gently called out. When her mother stepped away, she placed a hand on her husband's and carefully pulled him back to stand by her side rather than ahead, poised to protect her. "Not now. We have to deal with Hazelle's body. As well as Alistair's possible whereabouts."
"What of Alistair?" Luis asked, having been hiding behind his parents and sister the entire time. "Speaking of which, where is he?"
"Did you just notice he is missing, you dimwit?" Atticus said with a scoff. He folded his arms across his chest, huffing as Daphne began to run her hand up and down his back in an attempt to placate him.
"He's most likely the main culprit behind this," Leonora said, huffing. "I knew he despised Hazelle but I never thought he would do something like that. She must've said something."
