Chapter 8
Warning
David's POV
"Owen, the cameras in the elevator freeze ever so slightly when the detectives get in. Then they restarted when they leave." I told him.
"What are you suggesting?" He asked.
"Miss Moon wasn't with her little 'team', she was talking to our very own detectives." I said. "What have you gathered on her?"
"She was an orphan, taken in by an accomplished scientist and alchemist named Dr. Klaus, who has many similarities to Dr. Anton Sevarius although his habit of destroying artifacts is quite 'wasteful' as you would put it. She was raised to be a master spy for the Organization. A group now left in shambles as they now have no true leader. They wanted to collect the most powerful of the Amulets and rule the world.
Miss Moon was sent to spy on Dante and his team, but she was discovered and made part of the Foundation, in no small part due to saving Mister Vale from Klaus and recovering a personal item for Metz who at the time needed every bit of willpower he could get to survive the curse he was inflicted with. She now trains Mister Fears and the other children as well as watch over them for Mister Vale." He told me.
"What could they have been talking about?" I frowned.
"I don't know sir," I waited. "But if I were to guess, I would guess that it might be about Talia. You know Ms. Maza and Mr. Bluestone don't sing you praise. Or forget how you neglected her in the beginning."
"Owen, you know I'm trying to make up for my mistakes." I said.
"Yes, but the detectives have yet to see any of your efforts. And…" Owen frowned.
"Owen?" I asked.
"Ms. Moon gave me a warning. 'Things might be calm for the moment, but if you don't acknowledge the true problem, it's going to come back worse than before.' It's about Talia, but I don't know what this 'true problem' is. I need to figure it out soon." He told me.
"She gave you a time limit?" I furrowed my brow.
"An implied one, but I don't know how much time I have." Owen said.
"Zhalia is human. Why are you so worried about what she said?" I asked.
"She has a strong psychic sense. Ms. Moon is giving us a chance to help our daughter before she intervenes. And we will not like her intervention." Owen let a worried frown on his lips.
"Well, it won't do us any good to try and solve it now. Let's get some sleep and work it out later." I told him.
"Yes, sir." He left and I soothed my nerves with a few shots of Cognac.
David's POV End
Zhalia's POV
"Well?" Dante asked.
"It's a start. Owen has until the end of his lessons to figure it out." I told him.
"How is he doing?" He asked.
"Maybe a few more left. He wants his natural form back." I said.
"That's not a long time." Dante grimaced.
"They need to actually let her talk about her feelings. The worst thing about this that Alex won't be treated like this. He'll be able to get mad and yell at them. She needs better. And no one can give it to her when they unconsciously turn away from the problem. One way or the other, Talia's going to get what she needs. Even if I have to be the bad guy." I closed the laptop.
Zhalia's POV End