Chapter 18

I'm not sure what I was expecting but it isn't what I get. Seated behind the large, long and wide desk fitted with all sorts of tech for his sole use is Maxwell Caulfield. The man I've come to Sancino for.

Astro approaches with clear caution, standing a good distance away from the desk, nervousness staining his words, "I've brought you an old friend, someone who says she knows you...personally."

Personally? I wouldn't say that.

"Not quite but close enough." I find myself speaking.

There's a pregnant silence after that, one Astro fills by sticking a glare at me, I don't mind him. As I said, he can't touch me, much less in front of the person that can and will punish him for any wrongdoing.

"Your voice…"

"Do you recognize it?" I ask, stepping forward, excitement blossoming within me.

"No. Who do you claim you are? There aren't any who know me personally, much less a child like yourself."

"Can you not call me a child, Max?"