Driving her old Beetle to the Young Residence, Lola kept thinking about the bounty that flashed on her screen for just a second. The request disappeared so fast that she couldn't help but question her own eyes.
"Am I going crazy?" she asked herself, laughing as she shook her head. "There's no way, right? Atlas… he's a Bennet. Even if he disappeared from the business news, it's obvious he's still very active."
He was just staying more low-key than before.
"Is it because he had kids?" she wondered. "Or was it the rumors?"
These were unimportant thoughts, though. What truly bothered her was whether she was slowly losing her mind. Perhaps it was because, for some reason, the twins and their father had somehow ended up at her place and were growing comfortable there.
"I'm probably just thinking of him too much, so I just kept seeing his face," she shook her head mildly. "There's no way someone would request Atlas's head on the black market."
