Purple Summers held her phone, momentarily dazed.
Alexander Summers's phone was rarely off. Even in situations inconvenient for disturbances, he would set it to silent mode, not shut it down completely.
After waiting briefly, she called the number again, but it was still turned off.
Suddenly remembering last night's call, Purple's heart began pounding fiercely!
What's going on?
The words he said... was he trying to hint something to me?
Purple became flustered and quickly dialed Atra Blanc's number; Atra picked up the phone promptly.
"Purple? Is the surgery over?" Atra asked.
"Yes, it's finished." Purple asked, "Mom, is brother at home?"
"Oh, him? I haven't seen him for several days..." Atra spoke casually, as it was not uncommon for Alexander to not come home for a few days at a time, so she did not find it strange.