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Even though the person at the center of this incident was his own biological brother, Carl had always kept his personal and professional life strictly separate.

People called him an emotionless machine; he never gave special treatment to his own family-

Especially since he wasn’t particularly close to them to begin with.

When he saw the news of Dominic’s plane crash, his heart didn’t waver in the slightest; it was as calm and flat as a still lake.

Over the years, it was as if his heart had been forged into hardened steel; the softness and warmth had long since drained out of him. He was more like a cold machine than a human being.

Even with the headlines flooding in about the crash, he calmly scrolled past them, as if he hadn’t seen anything at all.

But what he hadn’t expected, was that Sienna would reach out to him.

His mother was a proud woman, defined by ambition and busyness; the

To Carl, they were like a hazy cloud–nothing clear or distinct remained.

He had pretty much forgotten all of it.

rest of her traits-

was still one thing he remembered. Sienna had loved

she had a mental ranking of priorities, Matheo would

children came after.

who hadn’t contacted him in what felt like a hundred years, suddenly called his private number; to Carl, it felt like a disruption to the natural

perfectly coded program–this sort of anomaly didn’t

refuse the call. Truthfully, he was curious

before he picked up the phone, something strange and

very first thing

got straight to the point, bluntly

Northara right now. I originally came here to deal with

taken a turn. Dominic’s fate is still up in the air, and now I’ve lost Jean. Do

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brother and your sister are most likely lost in that forest out here in Northara… and I believe you’re the one who can find them fast. Right now, we’re racing against the clock, We

was a faint quiver in Sienna’s voice–not obvious, but

her go on and on without interrupting. His face remained calm, unreadable–like a sheet of cold white paper, empty and

“Carl, are you listening?”

single word, and Sienna couldn’t help

“I’m listening.”

void of emotion; it sounded like

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