How Morpheus wished he could answer Persephone's question, but he just couldn't.

He had never even seen what Bailey looked like, nor did he know if she were a friend or a foe.

The only thing he was sure of was that he would do his best to protect Persephone.

Morpheus took out his phone. "Here, take it."

In this time and age when everyone had a smartphone, this one seemed unusually ancient. She had never seen anything like that.

"What's this..."

"It's a phone. You can only make calls and text with it," he explained. "It has very few functions, but it has advantages whereby people can't easily bug it."

He had used this on the battlefield before.

"There's only one number saved in there—mine." He looked at her before adding, "Call me if anything happens when you get back."

-

Seamus sitting on the couch in

see him clearly. However, his grimness spread like alcohol in the air,

straight to the kitchen. Soon, the

clearly when she arrived before him with a

was stunned while a hint of ruthlessness flashed past

and handed him the

not take

was hot, but his

She said softly, "You're not eating the

today, miss?

and put the bowl

happened to come, wiping surfaces with a rag

plague, silence spread from the tiny

Catherine smiled out of nowhere. "Mr. Rutherford,

good

"Get out!"

slapped the

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