Lying on the bed, Leslie silently looked at the windows. The silvery glow of the moonlight sneaked into the room, casting long shadows on the walls.
Calix was still inside the washroom, brushing his teeth and washing his face. Leslie had just come from her bedroom. Brimming with uneasiness, she quietly waited on the bed.
'Tell him tonight no matter what, Leslie.'
Leslie fidgeted with her nightgown, worrying about bringing up the unpleasant memory in Calix's past. Even though his soul belonged to Axel, possessing Calix's older recollections meant those were his as well.
Staring from the washroom to the ceiling, Leslie tried to soothe her inner turmoil. She knew Calix wouldn't doubt her claims but, it was still hard to stay calm.
They need to locate where Nicholas Wu was quickly. Leslie believed that man had started lurking in the shadows, patiently waiting to bring Calix and his family to their downfall.
