037: Sorry

Only later did Lynch realize that ever since Graham had gone missing, his family had been searching for him too. Their method, however, could only be described as laughable—it was the most foolish approach, going door to door asking people one by one.

In these days, they had visited everyone associated with Lynch. Lanice's place wasn't even their first stop. It just so happened that this time Lynch and the others really were here, and they hadn't been able to remain calm. You could only call it coincidence.

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The Lanice Estate, guest room.

Inside the guest room, candlelight flickered. Heavy gray drapes hung over a four-poster bed, and the fire in the hearth danced lightly. The leaping flames occasionally opened their eyes to glance at the bed, as if the burning fire elements were intensely curious about the scene there.

Roland was seated on the edge of the bed, frowning as he stared at the unconscious Graham. His expression was grave.