“WHAT are you talking about?”

August raised a brow before he sat on the bed. He wiped his eyes using his fingers, removing the morning glory from them.

However, he stopped moving when Rio placed his index finger on his lips, giving August a warning to tone down his voice.

“You’re in danger,” said Rio, shaking his head. He didn’t even bother answering August’s question. “I’ll go now. Go back to sleep.”

Rio went outside the cell without even looking back at him. The police officer closed the cell door without noise as both of them walked away. They were like spies who moved carefully to avoid getting caught.

August was confused as hell. The tip of his brows pressed onto each other as he scratched his head. However, he just lay again on the bed and went back to sleep.

When he woke up, the sun had already risen. Everyone was preparing themselves for another day. Sergio was in front of the mirror, looking at his reflection as he made his weird poses, while Amadeus tied up his shoelaces.

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