Another brother-in-law

Meanwhile, in one of the districts just outside the main city where a redevelopment project was currently ongoing…

The streets were desolate, with no one around. Streetlights were sparse, many of them either broken or flickering. And in this quiet area, even a phone notification could echo louder than it should.

DING!

Coming from one of the already abandoned homes was the sharp ping of a phone. The only light inside came from a flashlight placed on the floor, its beam hitting the dirty wall. Seated in the middle, on an almost-broken chair, was Hugo.

"Hmm?" Hugo's hum echoed alongside the ping, his knuckles red with blood. That didn't stop him from fishing his phone out of his jeans to check what Atlas wanted.

After all, Hugo had everyone else's messages and calls on mute — except Atlas's number.

DING!

DING!