These were private memories from when she had taken care of Melon alone.

No one else could know these details.

Now, she was sure that the young man’s voice belonged to her son.

“Melon? How did your voice become like this?” Ariana asked, her voice filled with surprise.

Through his tears, Melon told her what had happened.

Then, he added, “I found a telephone in the lab, so I called you secretly when the bad guy was not around.

“Tell me, do you see any landmarks or anything familiar that can help us locate you?” Holden asked hurriedly.

The phone crackled with noise as if Melon was moving or pulling something.

“Dad, the windows are covered by heavy curtains, so I can’t see outside.

I also can’t get out through the door,” Melon said, glancing up at the drapes and then around at the lab equipment cluttering the room.

room looks like a lab set up in a

quickly absorbed

stay on the

someone trace the landline’s

there soon to

he could finish,

asked urgently, seeing the call had

had Melon hung

been discovered by

worried looks, both thinking the

.

.

Library

here in

hotels myself,” Holden

are you,” Ariana said,

of yourself and

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