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."

-

saw Seamus sitting on the

him clearly. However, his

to the kitchen.

when she arrived before him with a bowl of

stunned while a hint of ruthlessness

and handed

not take the

was hot, but his eyes were

eating the

today, miss? I

ignored him and put the bowl on the

happened to come, wiping surfaces with a

plague, silence spread from the tiny living

Catherine smiled out of nowhere. "Mr. Rutherford, it's rare that she

soup's good for

"Get out!"

hand and slapped the

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