Chapter 55: The Hooded Man
"Miss Aldam," Minerva repeated after the fourth time, her brows were furrowed and there was hesitation on her expression when she turned to looked at the two people hovering over her (not exactly hovering as Minerva was quite a tall person and they were both inches shy in comparison of their height measures). "Miss Aldam, are you still there? Miss Aldam, please answer!" London and New York looked at each other, the anxiety that was deep within Minerva's chest was suddenly being mirrored in the siblings' faces. She discreetly sighed as she was about to get the phone off from directly her ear, a hand shot out towards her— aiming for the phone that she still holds. New York, with a deeply etched frown on his face, put the phone on speaker and called Rade on it. "Rade, where are you? Are you
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