Cordelia blushed red and struggled away from Zephyr’s hold to run into the room while he was distracted.

Robert sucked in a cold breath, but it was already too late to run.

Zephyr’s glower was so dark that it could drip ink.

He walked briskly to the door and pulled the metal bolt open with a clank. His eyes felt like ice as they gave Robert a death glare.

The corners of Robert’s lips twitched as he plastered on a smile, his heart almost leaping out of his throat.

“What is it?” Zephyr spat coldly.

Robert had completely forgotten what he wanted to say and stared at the man dumbly.

The few seconds of silence felt as long as centuries.

Cordelia then heard someone’s deafening growl from where she was in the room. “Robert Davis…”

Helen was picking vegetables and hurried out of the kitchen, shocked by the noise.

“What happened to Mr. Zephyr?”

Cordelia sat on the couch with a secret giggle.

shook her head, and turned back to the kitchen, talking to herself, “It hurts the throat to shout like this. I’ll have to make soup

the porch and snaked in between the men. It

down, and his tense face finally cracked a little.

it must not disturb him from asking for

Robert chuckled apologetically,

his mind, and he recalled why he was there, so he quickly pulled an old phone out of his pocket.

in the phone’s recovered. Take a

There was indeed chat history between Phil and

with her fists clenched as she shook a little after

she’s nothing outside of the Hamertons, that he’s

grim when he turned to ask Robert,

so it shows up as a tangled mess on the GPS. It’s not easy to track him

this!” Cordelia

and the

their living room. “Zephyr, it’s this place. He’s been snapping photos

the painting on the wall in the living room, and

zoomed in

the painting that was locked. Placed in there were the jewelry Zephyr

about it, the more she found it wrong.

answered Zephyr. “But he wants to. That’s why he

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