Noah's POV
I entered Demian’s office and was surprised at how relaxed he was, looking out of the window whistling to himself.
“What happened to you?” I asked him.
“Hmmm?” He turned around on his rotating chair and looked at me.
“You're that happy that we found her? Where is she?”
He smirked, “The little kitten seems to have run away again.”
Kitten?
I grinned.
Was she really all he needed to smile like this again?
I wonder what was it that made Demian so attached to her?
“So? She ran away?”
“Well she can run away all she wants now,” He held out her ID card, “That will no longer be a problem.”
I nodded, well as expected of him, “So what else did you find out?”
He turned his chair back to the window, “She’s been brainwashed.”
“Brainwashed?”
“Yeah.”
“Are you sure she wasn’t lyi
