We arrived at the warehouse and met Anya. She had become less reserved and could now say a few sentences in our language. This surprised me, but it just proved her intelligence and eagerness to learn.

I was sure we would be able to speak without a translator soon if she kept progressing at this pace.

The person Atlas wanted to meet was from Bermuda, and unfortunately, there was still no good news from there. Meanwhile, Loak had been insisting that he wanted to go back.

His reasoning was simple. He was familiar with that place and might be able to find someone quickly.

However, Atlas had consistently refused his request.

On our way back, I asked Atlas why he didn't want to let Loak return. He said it wasn't the right time, and Loak had been away for too long. He needed an opportune moment to return; otherwise, those people could be ruthless, and he feared for Loak's safety.

We returned to Pleca Park at a very late hour, and I received some shocking news.

Melanie had escaped from