Kian’s POV
“You mean you know where the book is? Are you sure because if you are taking us to the library, there is no such book there. Believe me I just checked.” I told him as I followed out of the door of his room through the hallways that led to the stairs.
Once we got upstairs, Zeke led us to the attic and opened its old rusty metal door. The inside of the attic was badly-lit due to the light bulb that kept going on and off making it look like a horror scene.
“It’s here somewhere. The book you were looking for should be here. Come on, join me, move those boxes.” He ordered and I followed immediately. The earlier we got the answers to our questions the better.
We moved the boxes to where the lighting was better in the room before proceeding to check the title of the books one afte
