"Wait a little longer," he said to the twins in his office.
"Wait? We don't have any more time to waste, Mr. Vincent!" Lyn exclaimed.
The room fell into pin-drop silence again. Frowning, Beck took off his specs and cleaned them with the cloth he took from the drawer. Though he looked calm, no one could tell just how deeply unsettled he was.
Miracle was in Arlyaen's hands. Whether she was alive or dead was still uncertain. More than anyone, he knew they should be taking action, not sitting back and doing nothing like now.
But he was waiting for someone.
"I don't care." Lyn clenched her fists and shoved Kingsley's hand away when he tried to pull her back. "Even if it's going to cost me my life, I'm going to storm their f*cking territory and bring back Miracle!"
Right then, a knock on the door broke the tension growing in the air. "Maybe I can be of some help."
Hearing that, Beck loosened his stiff shoulders. A faint sm
