Chapter 1813

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Nellie hadn't ventured out of the clan in years, yet she knew the main base like the back of her hand. It didn't make sense for her to be caught so easily. Plus, Nellie was a night owl, and the sun had barely dipped below the horizon.

There was always the chance that someone else had somehow slipped into the base and got nabbed, which is why Mirabella figured it was a fifty-fifty situation.

"What's the plan now?" James asked, picking up on how important this friend was to Mirabella. She wouldn't have come all this way otherwise.

Mirabella took a moment, gazing at the sky as it darkened. "I need to get in there and check it out," she said softly.

James, seemingly expecting her response, nodded. "I'll come with you."

Mirabella toyed with her phone, then put it away and turned to James. "I've got this on my own."

James could almost feel her unspoken, "You'll just slow me down."

"I mean, two people might stand out too much," Mirabella added, a bit more diplomatically.

James fell silent, mulling it over.

Clearing her throat, Mirabella shifted her attention to Wyatt, asking about other details.

Just then, a gentle thud hit the closed glass window of the restaurant, like something had lightly bumped against it.

Mirabella's sharp senses kicked in, and she instinctively glanced towards the noise. There were only a few faded window decals, nothing else.

Wyatt heard it too. He walked over, peered outside cautiously, and slowly opened the window. Everything in the garden seemed perfectly normal.

With narrowed eyes, not sensing any human presence, Wyatt shut the window. But as he did, a gray blur darted out and vanished into a hole in the wall's corner. Glancing at it, Wyatt saw it was just a mouse and shrugged it off. He returned inside, saying, "This place is pretty old. Probably just something falling against the window."

Mirabella nodded, standing up. "Alright then, wait here for my update."

James stood too, pulling Mirabella into a firm hug. After a moment, he let her go, saying with a straight face If you're not back in half an bour, you know what to do.

Mirabella smirked, "...Half an hour? You're giving me too much credit."

"Twenty minutes," James shot back, leaving no room for debate.

Mirabella's eyes narrowed. "Alright, half an hour. Just stay put."

With that, she moved swiftly to the door, opened it, and slipped out all in one fluid motion. Latest content published on f?ndnovel.net

James heard the door click shut and shook his head, bemused. She was something else...

"James, are we really just going to sit tight here?" Wyatt asked quietly.

James casually rolled up his sleeves, giving Wyatt a sidelong glance. "What do you think?"

Wyatt immediately gave himself a mental slap. "Got it, I'll ping Curtis right away." **Outside the small building.**

Santos watched his little pet return

curried his custom flute as it

dup his leg and nest

his coat pocket content

After a

glance reassuring pats, Santos

glanced at the building in the

distance, a cold he

Seemed like he wouldn't have to go hunting for Cian; she was coming straight to

him.

Santos pulled out his phone and dialed another number.