Chapitre 188: Why won't you tell me?

Knox paced the kitchen, the sound of his footsteps his only companion in the quiet house. It was late, and Azrael was still not home.

The evening had stretched into night, and Knox's unease had grown with every passing hour. He picked up his phone for the tenth time that night, dialing Azrael's number, but every time, his call was only directed to voicemail.

He started to wonder if he made the wrong choice of letting Azrael go. They had just spent the whole day happily but now, there was an unsettling feeling growing inside him already. Knox felt like every time he'd feel so happy, something wrong would happen.

It scared him. He pulled a chair on the dining table and his gaze darted to the digital clock on the kitchen cabinet. He tried calling Roy and his call was immediately connected.

"Sir Azrael probably can't use the phone right now, Sir Knox. I will make sure to inform him that you called," Roy answered after Knox asked about Azrael's whereabouts.