"Huh?"
Silo stopped in the hallway as he, Cedrick, and Slater were the last to leave the ward. They—Silo and Slater—didn't really want to go. If Atlas hadn't glared at them, they would've stayed with Lola all night.
"What?" Slater asked when Silo suddenly turned his head. Cedrick, too, looked back curiously.
"Where did Haji go?" Silo asked, brows raised and head tilted.
From what they knew, Haji had been with them just moments ago. Silo assumed he'd merely stepped out and was waiting outside the ward.
"He left when I came in," Slater said, blinking. "How did you not notice him leave?"
"Why would he leave and not come back?" Silo mumbled, fishing his phone from his pocket to call Haji. The man didn't answer. "Oh well. Never mind him."
He turned to Cedrick and tipped his chin. "I'll buy some ointment for your scratches. Wait for me in the car."
"Okay."
