"Kill Pator?" Nick repeated in shock. "Why?"
"Because he's Ardum's spy," Wyntor said coldly without turning to look at Nick.
"How do you know?" Nick asked.
Wyntor looked around and saw several people looking at them.
"Let's talk outside," he said, leading his group out of the huge warehouse.
The three of them followed Wyntor in shock.
After leaving the warehouse, they walked back to Dark Dream in silence.
Nobody dared to speak up.
Pator?
A spy?
The little boy?
Pator was maybe 14 years old.
Pator had been nice to everyone, and he had always happily supported them.
How could he be a spy?
Which 14-year-old actually had the guts to work as a double agent in something as sensitive as Zephyx manufacturing?
The walk back to Dark Dream felt like it went on for an eternity.
Eventually, the four of them walked through Dark Dream's doors.
