High above Mistvale, in one of its most luxurious penthouses, Dante listened to the update on Camela as he calmly sliced the meat on his plate.
He speared a piece with his fork, lifted it to his mouth, and chewed slowly. He dipped it into the sauce again, smearing a faint trace along the corner of his lips.
Only then did he speak.
"What do you mean she didn't board? Then where is she?" he asked calmly.
"Our people at the airport confirmed she didn't appear at the boarding gate, but they failed to track her," Griffin reported, relaying what he'd received from his subordinate.
"I warned her yesterday. Why is she still being stubborn? Or did something happen there?" Dante asked.
"Yes. There was an incident at the time, a kidnapping attempt. The victim was identified as Dr. Ashford, and the criminals have been arrested."
The moment he heard the name, his expression hardened. Camela hadn't listened to him after all.
"Dr. Ashford? How is she now?"
