"Where the fuck is Mark!?"
He had suddenly disappeared from his post at the door when I decided to leave. My mind trailed towards the reason behind Rephradre's suddenly visit, but nothing came to mind. So I decided to just sit tight and let it all play out before I finally got involved.
Although I wanted to just pick up Jem and do a crosslinked spell so I could eavesdrop on their conversation, it would be pretty weird if the only instance of me spending time with my new younger sibling, was when I wanted her to play the role of a spy.
Besides, her room was empty by the time I reached the door, meaning she was either out with Vicky or the workers.
"I thought Rephradre had a son"
The face of a teen, beaten to a pulp quickly surfaced in my mind, the event of that one night also accompanying it.
It was odd that the pampered fool didn't follow his father, bringing me to suspect once more, that whatever was being discussed was of utmost importance.
