“Now tell me, Carl Gerald.” Clyde Lex’s voice sounded unhinged. “Does the hunt for Sara bring you to the book aisle?”Clyde Lex asked the same question, this time his voice was detached.Carl Gerald felt his anger renew as he realized he was almost played by Clyde Lex. Carl Gerald grabbed him by the collar and pushed him violently against a shelf, nearly toppling a few books over.“What do you know about Sara’s disappearance, Lex?” Carl Gerald asked menacingly.“Ah, scary!” Clyde Lex’s face had stopped showing any emotions, but his voice was as though he had fear plastered on his face.Clyde Lex wasn’t capable of feeling emotions, he just considered people around him as tools, only to be tossed away when they were no longer of use.It even made Clyde Lex a perfect manipulator, and Carl Gerald had almost fallen for it.“If I were you,” Clyde Lex began, “I wouldn’t be standing here, talking to me.”Clyde Lex grabbed a book from the bookshelf he was pinned against. “I heard that she love

Back in the moving van where Sara Gerald and Alfred Maxwell were being held.Sara Gerald was already feeling sleepy. It was the night while they were being moved, when Alfred had just fixed the voice transmission radio— or rather, rebuilt it and made hiding it easier.Sara Gerald still hid the extra parts in her clothes.Now the two were talking about their past experiences to overcome the fear of what was to come.“It’s terrible how you can’t escape, just one day isn’t enough to scour the surroundings.” Sara Gerald pouted.Alfred Maxwell seemed to reciprocate her sentiments, they were both currently leaning on each other, trying their best not to sleep.Suddenly, Alfred Maxwell sprung up, leaving Sara Gerald to fall.“Uah!” Sara yelled as she almost hit the floor, caught by Alfred Maxwell.“S-sorry Sara! I just had an idea and, well, I forgot you were leaning on me…” Alfred spiraled into a series of excuses as his face turned red and he looked away.“Ah, it’s fine! I’m more than awak

“So let me get this straight…again.” Carl Gerald said impatiently, as though he was running out of time—which he was, due to his sister.Across the place they were standing was a couch with a velvet red color and plaid patterns.Carl Gerald walked toward it and sat down on it, crossing his left leg, “Your son has daddy issues?”The mention of the phrase ‘daddy issues’ caused Mister Lex’s moustache to twitch. A hint of surprise flashed across his face, but it was quickly changed to a flustered look.“I-If putting it that way is more comfortable… then I suppose my son has ‘daddy issues’ with me.” Mister Lex let out an embarrassed cough.“I know he has tabs on your sister, but I need you to capture him and bring him in for a talk.” Mister Lex completely brushed aside the feeling of embarrassment from the earlier statement.“Yeah, tell me about it.” Carl Gerald rolled his eyes. To him, the behavior of Mister Lex was hypocritical. “You knew all this while yet you still let it slide. He ki

It had been a while since Juliet Marcus had gotten any sunlight. In a brightly lit room, she gulped down the remnants of her coffee greedily, wiping her mouth with the back of her stained sleeve.It was obvious she had been repeating this action for a while.Juliet Marcus glanced at the time, it was late in the night, almost eleven o’clock. She grunted, casting her glance back to the GPS tracker that showed the position of Carl Gerald, Debra Zach, and Sara Gerald.Except, Sara Gerald’s signal was flickering.“What the…” Juliet Marcus leaned in at the flickering signal. It seemed like the signal was getting off the radar again.“Juliet what’s wrong?” Debra Zach’s sleep deprived voice sounded through the large speaker of the supercomputers, that had been much too loud for comfort.“Ugh….I-It’s nothing.” Juliet muttered a sting of curses under her breath at the loud speaker. In a good way, the speaker removed all forms of drowsiness from her, but it wasn’t in a gentle way.Juliet shook he

Carl Gerald and Lieutenant Alex raced to Bismarck street, Carl was mumbling frantically under his breath, drawing concern from Lieutenant Alex.Lieutenant Alex refrained from asking more questions, he was aware about the fragile state of mind that Carl Gerald was in, more so due to not getting sleep in a little over forty-eight hours.After a while, Lieutenant Alex couldn’t take it anymore. “General, I think it would be better if you would rest until we arrived.” He sighed.“What if—”“Bud, there are no ‘what of's’ or ‘what ifs’, but what is. Worrying won’t be able to help your state of mind right now, get your act together.” Lieutenant Alex spoke Carl Gerald, his voice was a bit loud but laced with humility.Carl listened intently, a bitter expression replaced the worried look on his face. “I know, Alex… It’s just that I can’t help it.” “Don’t bother about it, your sister will be fine. Those kidnappers haven’t done anything to her yet, it won’t change all of a sudden.” Lieutenant Al