t in front of me. The fragrant aroma of the food immediately filled the air around us. With a calm

"I live in this house alone," he started the conversation

rt raced, mixed with embarr

ront of the house or at the office, aren't you? Just to get answers to all your

he same thing, not just

s never leaving mine. "No," he answered with a

trying to inter

, and I like that." David looked at me

d turned to the source of the sound calmly, but his eye

hange in atmosphere. Something had shifted between

ards came in and whispered something to him. From his expression, David see

ile his right hand touched his temple, a clear sign that he was struggling to contain h

sked, sensing that thi

ain. After a few long seconds, he finally spoke, his voice firm bu

n an instant, the tension enveloped the entire room. Even the bodyguard standing n

cape like we did

ng without speaking. The bodyguard nodded and then stood next to me.

them.

s com

ace was full of determination, but I co

I looked at David once more, hoping to see a clearer answer in his eyes, b

ully left, I turned back and looked at David, who was still standing

large ceramic vase on it. Without saying a word, he carefully lifted the vase and rotated it in a

. I froze for a moment, unable to believe what I was seei

guard standing next to the door

ide. No windows, and little ventilation. I stepped closer, curiosity mixed with fear ove

" said one of the bodyguards, comman

they were about to close the door tightly.

The heavy sound of the door closing echoed throughout the room,

confusion. I tried to take a deep breath to calm myself, but

on the ceiling provided just enough lighting to see a large table in the center of th

with a map of the house lay casually on top. When I looked

one of its corners, as if marking something important. The writing was small, almost unreadable

dR

murmured quietly, my fingers

to my jacket. My gaze shifted to the white door. On its

ghter, displaying four empty digits waiting to be filled in.

to myself, trying to reca

t the code. Could it be an import

my fingers hovering over the code screen. I pressed the butt

g code. It wasn't about Daniel. But,

handle again and pr

I heard a "click." The small screen t

This i

stepped out of the room. The door cr

ps or anyone guarding the area. Safe. And I mo

e hanging lamps on the ceiling made my shadow appear clearly on the wa

ook just one turn to reach th

it. As I got closer, the door required a code to open it. Without th

cating that the door was unlocked. I tried entering it and found many files neatly stac

ts, my eyes immediately focused on a name written in larg

I flipped through the pages. Everything listed there was personal data of children. On the last page, I found proof of an Organ S

opened forcefully, slamming against the wall and causing it to shake. David stood in

errifying. This fear wasn't just ordinary fear, but the kind o

"I warned you, Hanna." His voice was cold. "Now yo