"What are you doing?"
Lola froze, instinctively shifting her gaze toward the source of the voice. There, standing by the door, was the same man who had thrown her into this place—the same person who had taken the video to send to Atlas.
The little girl perked up and turned around to face him.
"Nothing!" she smiled sweetly. "I was just checking what she looks like."
The man studied the girl briefly before his gaze shifted toward Lola.
Lola gulped and tried to conceal the syringe, though she was certain he had seen her take it.
But to her surprise, while his eyes seemed to flick toward where she was hiding it, he lifted his gaze and looked away instead. His attention returned to the little girl.
"Don't wander into places you shouldn't," he told the little girl. "The cardinal won't be happy if he hears you were here."
"Hehe. You're not going to tell him, are you?"
The man placed a hand on the girl's back and led her away. Their voices faded as they walked off.
