[Dear Elijah, this comes from a fan of yours, a person who stole away your master some time ago… I'd rather you be smart about this and not inform your family; otherwise, I'm not sure what would happen to her.]
Emir read the message over a few times and pressed send, not wanting to write anymore until the kid read it, as he wanted to start a conversation, not a simple threat.
But he didn't need to wait long, as Elijah replied a minute later.
[Call me.]
Emir raised a brow.
'He might be naive, but he got some balls on him.
'His looks don't show it, though…'
[Sure, why not?]
'I can use the voice disrupter option anyways.' He scoffed.
After a few clicks, he brought the terminal to his ears.
"Hello, do you understand me, kid?" Emir spoke with a commanding but chilling tone.
"…"
"You asked for a call, and now you're silent? Well, I don't mind as long as you hear what I have to say."
