Perseus walked into the station with his hands in his pockets. His eyes scanned the environment for Lexi, but she was nowhere in sight.“How may I help you?” A sheriff behind the desk inquired. “I have an appointment with Lexi; can I see her?” “She is currently not available.” The woman responded. “You might want to sit and wait for her.” Perseus didn't like the idea. “Can I know where she went?”The woman shook her head. “It's a secret mission, sir; if you are having any difficulties, I can help.”Perseus sighed, turned around, and walked out of the station. He couldn't help but wonder where Lexi went.He took out his phone and texted her, but she didn't reply. “Iris, track down the location of Lexi.” He ordered.[Tracking…one point per minute.]It didn't take time for the panel to float next to him. Perseus headed for his car and began driving towards the location. [I might want to add that the target seems to be in danger.]Perseus' eyes widened in shock, and his feet slammed

“What were you thinking? Risking everyone's life like that?” Perseus demanded. “Everyone’s life was already in danger.” She retorted. “What if I failed?”“You wouldn't fail.”“How are you so sure about that?” She peered at him. “You caught all the serial killers all by yourself. You would also be able to diffuse a bomb, and your ex-girlfriend was a serial killer.”When Perseus said nothing, she went on. “I checked you out; I found no information about your parents. It was like if they didn't exist, I only found a photo of them.” She was saying. “A photo?” Perseus was intrigued. “Can I see it?” She glared at him. “Not so fast, dick face. Can you answer my question first?”“I am not a secret agent, and I am also not from a martial arts family either,” Perseus responded, knowing fully well that if he said nothing, she wasn't going to give up.“Then, who are you?” “A college student.” He repeated, raising his hand to grab her hand. “If you keep on holding me, I might sue you for se

Perseus stared at his aunt, who was acting like a teenager. He sometimes wonders if she was a teenager trapped in the body of an adult.“I'm glad you like it, Aunt,” Perseus muttered, knowing fully well that he was going to be questioned half to death when they got out of the public eye.The nurses, who had previously ignored Gabrielle, exchanged frowns as they watched Perseus walk away with his aunt."If I knew he was wealthy, I would've helped his aunt and earned his favor," one nurse murmured regretfully."You ruined our chance! If you hadn't reminded me about risking our jobs, I would be with him now!" Another nurse lamented, her determination shining through despite the missed opportunity. "I must marry into wealth, and I won't rest until he's mine!""You said the same thing when you saw the Gold Herald," a third nurse pointed out.The second nurse glared at her. "Not until I saw him. Just watch—I'll be his wife one day!"Perseus, having just entered his uncle's ward, sneezed for

The ground-breaking entry of the newcomer shocked them. All the men in the room glanced up at where Timtat had just popped out from. He got into the room through the roof.“Boss, what should I do to them?” Timtat inquired. “How many broken bones do you want?” Perseus glanced at his cousin, knowing that if Timtat acted, Almond would swiftly cut the rope.“Iris, what is the rate of me getting to Eriane before the rope gets cut off?” [89%]“What is the rate of me distracting Almond?” [23%]“Should Timtat be enough distraction?”[72%]Perseus slipped his phone into his pocket. 'Timtat, why don't you break their bones like you did with Terry?”Timrat glanced at Perseus in confusion but decided to play along. “Yes boss.”Almond scrutinized Perseus, yet Perseus remained unreadable for some unknown reason.“How could he have possibly taken down Master Terry?! That's impossible!” Almond crackled in laughter. Perseus lips pressed against each other. He leaned in to Timtat and whispered. “

“I can help you craft a plan if you want.” Almond offered, but his father turned him down. “No, your plan almost got you killed. I'm still wondering how you were still able to speak.” Mr. Sullivan yelled. “Then what, Dad?” Max asked. A huge grin spread across Mr. Sullivan's face. Don't bother. I'm going to have him crawling and begging for forgiveness.``Max liked the sound of that; however, there was something on his mind. “You have to get the girl too; she did this to my face.” “Don't take any girls; he only gets mad if he sees them with you,” Almond murmured. “Go for him alone, and then we will go for the girls.”“Easy for you to say.” Roman snapped. “That was exactly what I did, yet he ended up beating up our gang.” Almond gave him a look that said it was all his fault, and Roman shrugged it off.“Dad is different,” Max announced. “Would he be able to deal with that leach?”Mr. Sullivan nodded, his eyes darkening at the thought of what he was going to do.“If we bring him dow