Chapter172.

Fiona, for Rita’s sake, would try any foul means, even resorting to a shaman… She was overly insane. Sherry discovered her superstition, using this lead to uncover something. It all made

For easier communication, the four of us at around the table.

I scribbled on the notepad: Sherry’s safe based on the girls tone, but her behavior’s off. Can’t figure it out

Evan added below: Prioritize locating her. Confirm safety firm.

Me: Agreed!

Logically, waiting for Fiona’s arrival made tactical sense. But logic couldn’t quell the vise around my ribs. I needed visual confirmation of Sherry’s safety now.

Gloria stayed uncharacteristically silent, eyes darting between us.

Evan slid the pad to Cody with a new command: Search.

Cody’s reply sprawled beneath in toddler–like script: Leave it 2 me boss! You’ll rescue her like her kniht in shining armor!!!

“Kniht“? The misspelling was almost poetic, and his choice of words was a bit crazy.

Gloria’s manicured finger stabbed the paper. She stared at Evan in horror. Knight? Since when is Evan Sherry’s Knight? Is he pursuing Olivia and Sherry at the same time? After everything Olivia has endured with Julian, now this fresh betrayal from her closest friend and… whatever Evan is?

Her furious scribbles tore through the notepad: What’s between Sherry and Mr. Jones?! EXPLAIN. NOW.

Cody

He didn’t understand why Gloria was freaking out and asking that. He shrugged, indicating he didn’t understand.

Evan rubbed his forehead. He tore up the page, writing anew and tossing it to Cody: Do it now! And no more silly

words!

Cody stood up, wondering what was wrong with his words. Didn’t his handsome boss look like a knight?

a minute, Evan spoke, “He wasn’t very educated, and he saw

narrowed her eyes. “Oh, really? But why do I think he just accidentally called your whole behavior out?”

“It’s a

Men are bottomless pits of hunger, always eyeing the next feast.

there was nothing

returned, writing a line on the notepad. Evan glanced at it

stared at the hieroglyphics, our faces twisting in identical confusion. What eldritch language

the crooked writing: She’s

was not

is with Madame Huang; she’s probably dressed like a shaman.

vigorously; that was exactly right.

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another line: No came, you can

What the hell?

here, we can go next door (referring to the room next ro Madame

the location. His drawing was much better than

Cody and Gloria to stay, while he and I went over. Gloris agreed Cody, sensing there wasn’t much danger,

to be an office building, quite large, now filled with a shaman’s mystical scent.

The door opened easily, there wasn’t

how easy it was when I saw a lock on the floor… Had Cody

that?

must have other skills

a bedroom with

boss, nap in the break room?

down, his breath on my face, his

choked. “I think… the shaman likes to take

my god! This conversation is so awkward! No one in

small holes, the size of a coin, with light filtering through from the other side,

altar. From our position, we could see the entire room: large, arranged like a temple, with an elderly person sitting below, eyes closed, seemingly

veiled, but recognizable as Sherry. So, she was

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