When Francesca woke up the following morning, Layla was nowhere in sight.
Initially, Francesca was not bothered as she thought Layla had returned to her room. However, just as she was getting changed, Anthony came barging in while he shouted, “Francesca, this is bad-”
Anthony quickly found himself choking on his word, for he ran into a half-naked Francesca. The scene had him turning around immediately, and with a nervous tone, he said, “I-I didn't mean it!”
“Remember to knock next time.” On the other hand, Francesca took her time putting on her shirt and jeans. “What happened? Why are you so nervous?”
“Ms. Layla and Mr. Lincoln are gone,” Anthony replied hurriedly, “I went to see Mr. Lincoln this morning, but he'; not around. Then there's also Ms.
Layla! Both of them are gone. They both left in a jeep.”
“They have something they need to attend to.” Francesca replied casually, “Why are you acting like it's a big deal?” “No. That's not it! The door to the armory in Mr. Lincoln was opened!”
Upon hearing this, Francesca stiffened up for a second before she put up a serious expression. “What did you say?”
At the same time, she was also walking toward the door while Anthony followed. His tone was anxious as he said, “Something is wrong with them and I'm sure of that. Mr. Lincoln gave me a morning lesson every day and acted like he was making a funeral arrangement for himself. Moreover, Ms. Layla also stopped scolding me for some reason. She even cooked a big meal for me yesterday.”
“Get to the point,” the impatient Francesca said sternly.
“I think they're gone because of something else. They might not return, or Mr. Lincoln wouldn't open the armory. It's been a long time since they lay their fingers on those weapons,” Anthony finally voiced his opinion after being reprimanded.
Meanwhile, as Anthony continued his long-winded talk, Francesca was already in Lincoln's room. The armory door was locked, but a color pattern was gone from the rainbow marking imprinted on the lock.
When Lincoln designed that armory, he once said he hoped he would never have to open it again, for that meant that they would be able to live peacefully for the rest of their lives alongside Layla.
And in case there was a need to open it, he wished there would be a limit to how many times he would open it.
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