Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Atlas looked at me indulgently and then ruffled my hair. "I'll be back soon, sweety. It's so late now. You should get some rest, okay?"

"No... I want to come with you. I need to know if Rory's alive. I'll only know if I see him. Don't stop me," I stubbornly said as I threw off the blanket. I was no longer sleepy.

Atlas shook his head and sighed. "All right, change into some warmer clothes. It's chilly outside."

I jumped out of bed and crouched to put on my slippers before rushing to the dressing room. My heart pounded, wondering where Rory was or if someone was actually watching him. After getting changed, I trotted out.

Atlas held my hand, and we walked together. I had already grown familiar with the secret passages. When we got into the car, we took one of the tunnels out of Pleca Park.

Although I didn't know if someone was monitoring us outside, the tunnels were a shortcut to the warehouse. It was also Atlas's base. I bombarded him with questions along the way, trying to piece together the puzzle.

connections. It seemed

time. I found the place familiar and was no longer as

real. Atlas could sense my impatience. He softly said, "Don't

it was not as deep into the area as the one Clark was in. From a distance, I saw the open door with no terrifying sounds coming from within. My heart eased a little when I

with a leather sofa.

the skinny

and full lips. He had the features of a typical person from Bermuda. He looked

Although Atlas remained

into the man. The latter paused when he saw Atlas entering. Then, the man glanced between us and spoke rapidly. Despite my

his language, I

surprised when Atlas responded.