But it didn't seem to be his destination. He was instead taken to the room next to the interrogation room, where Enaya and Alec Hardy were waiting for him. They took off his handcuffs, and he rubbed his wrist.

"we've found the boy who owns the knife. Agent Miller is about to question him. Help me know if he's saying the truth, and I'll think about letting you go."

Tom nodded to show he understood. They then saw agent Miller getting in the interrogation room and sit in front of the table, showing them her back. She was wearing an ear-piece that was connected to a microphone in their room. She was followed by an eighteen years old boy, with bruises and cuts on his face.

"oh, Nolan, what happened to you?" Enaya whispered.

"Did he fight?" Tom asked.

"No." Hardy replied. "He did that to himself. When they found him he was fighting himself. He hit his head against the cliff several times. When agent Miller told him to put his hands up, he begged her to stop him."

"He's so quiet, now." Tom said.

"He's not in control anymore." Enaya explained. "Look at his eyes."

"What do you mean he's not in control?" Hardy asked.

"Don't you think there's a reason why he's called the Puppeteer?" She asked in a dark voice. "Nolan is nothing but his puppet."

"Oh, lord!" Tom said. "He's here..."

he instinctively grabbed her hand.

"then, there's no point on questioning him." Hardy said.

"Wait. Nolan is a very clever boy, and he knows I'm here. He'll find a way to come back. Look!"

As they were talking, Ellie Miller had indeed already started the interrogation, and to every question she asked, he replied by a single word sentence. She had just asked a question another question, when:

"I'd like a glass of water." Nolan asked in return.

"I'd like you to answer the question, first."

"I'd' like a glass of water." he repeated, stubborned.

"Oh, is he clever?" Enaya said. "He's making him lower his attention."

"how?"

"the puppeteer knows Nolan is half human. So he needs water to survive. The Puppeteer won't suspect anything from a glass of water. It could be Nolan's shot".

"Half human?"

" yes. Half human, half Atlant. He's the Puppeteer grand-nephew. Somehow..."

The detective gave her a doubtful look, but turned the microphone on to talk to his colleague.

"give him what he wants." he said.

She sighed and gave him a glass of water, which he drunk bottoms up. He then started talking in a rush.

"listen to me, we don't have much time, I can't keep control for long." he sputtered. "I killed the man on the beach. I took advantage of the sand storm to stab him in the back and run away. I've left the dagger because I wanted to be found. The kid... the kid is still alive. Dorba prava... dorba prava!"

Then, he screamed out of pain, and the expression on his face changed completely.

"ENOUGH!" He shouted. "That's enough, you won't know anything more! You little traitor, you scum! As for you, you should never have questioned him, you'll have his death on your hands. And you, Enaya, you! You think you're safe, hiding behind your mirror, but you're wrong! All of you, you'll die! And your precious doctor will be the last!"

Nolan then screamed again, and took his head in his hands.

"please, make him go!" He yelled. "Get him out of my head! I don't want to die! Mafinadai, moïna ofina suta!"

Enaya went out of the room, followed by Hardy, who tried to stop her. She entered the interrogation room, and walked to Nolan. She put her hands on his.

"look at me, Nolan. I'll find a way. I promise."

She pressed her hand tighter on his head, and he lost conscious. She carefully put his head on the table, and turned to the detective.

"take him to hospital, and put an officer in his room. No one betrays the Puppeteer and doesn't pay. He will try to kill him, one way or another. For now, he's safe. He won't wake up until the Atlante is gone."

"How is that a good news?" Miller asked.

"The Puppeteer is in control for now, Nolan is nothing but a puppet. I've cut the main string, but they are still connected. Should he wake up before the Puppeteer give him up, we'd all be in danger."

"But he could have told us more! He could have told us where is the child, or who he is!"

"The child is called Lucas, and he's thirteen. He was on a boat with his adopted dad, who helped me to take the Puppeteer down. According to what Tom told detective Hardy, Nolan has been sort of hired by the Puppeteer to kill David and kidnap Lucas in order to sacrifice him so that he could come back and have his revenge. And in the mean time, the Tracker had to suppress Tom, who is the current king. Another man had been chosen to kidnap Benedict at first and send me the threatening letter that asked for my death to avoid Tom's."

"Say that again?" Tom asked behind her.

She sighed and rolled her eyes. She hadn't hear him come in.

"I'm sorry, Tom. You wasn't meant to know that."

"We'll talk about it later."

He took a deep breath, and continued.

"David is fine. I've found him just in time. We now know that Lucas is alive and there's a high probability that he's not far from here."

"But we don't know were he is!" Ellie replied. "And leaving a thirteen years old child on his own with no food is just like killing him. He won't last more than a couple of days, and we don't know how long he's been alone. He could have told us all that."

"No, he couldn't have. He would have died, his brain would have been squashed by an unbearable pressure. His father was a friend, and I won't let that happen. But he did give us a clue."

"What clue?" Hardy asked.

"Tom, did you listen?"

"Dorba prava..." he whispered.

"What?" Hardy asked.

"Dorba prava." Enaya repeated. "It's our ancestors language. It means listen to the water."

"He was talking to me..." Tom said.

"What are you talking about?" Ellie asked.

"Well," he explained, "being the prince of water brings some privileges. Such as understanding the language of water. And water, Mrs Miller, Water is everywhere. It sees everything. It knows everything, and if you can listen, she always whispers what she knows."

"Which means," Enaya concluded, "that if he listens, Tom can find Lucas."

A moment of silence followed.

"Listen, inspector." she continued. "I know you won't let me out. You can't. If you let me out, there's a good chance the Puppeteer get after me and the population would be in danger. You can't allow that, and we both know it. But it's not the case for Tom. Let him go, let him save the boy."

Hardy stared at her for a long while, and then finally accepted.

"fine. If he finds the boy, we'll let him go. As for you... find a solution for this one." he concluded, looking at Nolan.

"I've promised him. I always keep my promises. You should take me back to my cell, now. But I'm gonna need my phone. I have a few calls to make. We need to find the third man and neutralize him."

"I'll see to it." Hardy declared. "last question. What was the other sentence he said."

"he said, "mother, protect your son."

"fine. I'll have him taken to hospital."

"thank you, detective."