Two days later...
Grace rubbed her temple, then pinched the bridge of her nose, pushing her eyeglasses up. She had been checking the internet for the past two days, but aside from the major incident on the night of Penny’s abduction, there was nothing new.
According to the reports, the suspects in the vehicle had already been apprehended. The story claimed it was a chase involving a stolen car with a child onboard. But the way the media suddenly stopped covering it and swept everything under the rug told her it wasn’t the whole truth.
She knew it was just a cover story.
"Gosh..." she whispered, peeking with one eye as she reached into her desk drawer. She checked her private phone, but still no word from Haines.
Another deep sigh escaped her as she leaned back in her office swivel chair. It was already late, but ever since Haines left that night, she’d been drowning herself in work. It was the only way to keep her mind from spiraling.
Still, she was only buying herself time.
Her heart was already filled with worry, and just the thought of him being hurt was enough to bring tears to her eyes... like now.
"No," Grace whispered, eyes shut as she shook her head. "No, Grace, that’s not... that’s not what’s going to happen."
"There’s no way he got hurt," she told herself. "Penny’s with him. Everyone’s with him."
She nodded to herself. "That’s right. There’s no need to overthink it. It’s only been two days. Treat it like a business trip."
And usually, business trips lasted at least three days.
With that, Grace packed up her things and shut her computer before leaving the office. The longer she stayed, the more she’d be tempted to keep checking the internet. Though honestly, there wasn’t much difference when she was at home.
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DING!
Her lashes fluttered open as the elevator doors slid apart. Her brows rose as her heart stilled, only to drop when she saw who was waiting.
Mylo.
The hopeful smile she’d almost worn instantly vanished, replaced by a distant expression.
"I told you not to do that," she muttered, stepping out of the lift and brushing past him. "I don’t like it."
Mylo stepped aside to give her space, then silently followed. He didn’t jog ahead to open the car door for her—just let her climb in on her own before getting in the driver’s seat.
The ride home was quiet. Grace leaned her head against the window, staring out.
"Still no word from them?" she asked after a few long minutes.
Mylo didn’t answer. He just drove, which didn’t surprise her. At this point, Grace was convinced Penny had sent him to test her patience. She had told Penny she wanted a bodyguard who wouldn’t interfere with her lifestyle. Someone capable, but not a bother.
She hadn’t specified that he should also be this silent.
"Where did she even find you?" Grace muttered under her breath, glancing briefly at him before sighing and returning her gaze to the window.
Pressing her lips together, she spoke again. "If you hear anything—anything at all—just tell me. Even if it’s just a dot in a message. I just need to know that they’re okay."
Still, he said nothing. But she knew he heard her. And she also knew—if Haines were dead, Mylo would let her know.
Just like the past few days, they reached her place in silence. She didn’t even notice until Mylo pulled up at the entrance to her condominium.
"Hm?" Her brows lifted as she glanced at the familiar drop-off spot.
With another sigh, she gathered her things and stepped out of the car. Mylo remained in the driver’s seat, watching her quietly through the rearview mirror.
He didn’t say a word, but he shared her worry. He, too, was concerned about Penny and the others. After all, how was he supposed to get paid if she was dead? Mylo had never liked how Yugi ran things, anyway.
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Hey there, Mylo! Penny here. What’s up?]
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