168 Mia Appeared

“The press outside the manor has been waiting for three days,” Frade said, looking out through the window. “Do you want me to have them removed?”

“It's unnecessary.”

I saw a lot of reporters sitting on the side of the road outside the manor with cameras around their necks. They stared expectantly at the gate. As soon as someone or a car came out, they would rush in.

“Send some food and water to them,” I told Frade. “They may have to wait another two days.”

“Are you going to talk to those people?” Frade looks at me in confusion.

“Why not?” I said. “People always want to know the truth.”

Then Frade made a phone call to tell the housekeeper to bring food and water to the waiting reporters outside. The second he hung up, his phone rang again.

“Mark and Liv want to see you,” Frade said, clutching the phone. “They're near the estate.”

“I'd love to meet them.” I took Frade's call. “Hey, my spy friends. You can go straight to the manor.”