Orion Osborne's gaze fell on her subtle movement. He asked, "Is your stomach upset?"
"No!" Claire Sinclair immediately denied it. "Do we really have to wait eighteen days before we can go up?"
Orion Osborne nodded.
"Mr. Quincy must be worried sick..." Claire Sinclair muttered. 'And I don't even know who kidnapped me and brought me here. What if they find me hiding here?'
Orion Osborne seemed to see right through her worries and said reassuringly, "As long as you don't take off your mask, no one will dare to harm you."
Claire Sinclair suddenly looked up, meeting his gaze. "Then, can you get my watch and phone back for me? I... I... I'm begging you!"
"I'll have to look for them a bit later. I have something to take care of shortly."
"Alright then..." Claire Sinclair looked around again. The huge suite was cold and deserted, lacking any sign of life. Even with the lights on, it felt a little sinister.
'This place isn't haunted, is it?'
