Emir lay on the ground of the training room, unmoving, for several minutes, lost in thought.
It was solely due to a single name...
Johnson.
A man that was only mentioned twice in his fourteen years of life, once when the man himself came to visit them as a lawyer...
The next and last time was when he asked Lyra about him many months ago.
But after that day, his name never crossed his mind again, and it was for a very simple reason.
He could do nothing against him, as he didn't know who he truly was or what his agenda might be.
And just like that, his name drifted off from Emir's mind, never to be heard of again, or so he thought.
Today, however, that name was mentioned for the third time, and it brought back those memories.
Emir let out a sigh.
'Yeah, there is no way that it's the same guy, I mean, why would he show himself again?'
