(Zaylen)
Karsten Villa was like a grand palace of a king. If the situation hadn't been so tense, I would have admired it.
The man was intimidating with a Charismatic touch. He reminded me of Dad's younger days. Karsten had the same vibe as I had witnessed of Dad in his old pictures.
"Shouldn't we have told him about the flash drive?" I asked, staring from Dad to Stella.
We hadn't told the police yet and wanted to see the contents ourselves first before revealing whatever lay inside to the police.
"No, I don't trust him. We will get the device, and see what's on it before deciding if we are going to hand it to the police or carry out our own investigation with it," Dad instantly declared. He settled down on the sofa in the hotel suite we had booked.
"I agree with Uncle Zyair. There is just something about him I don't trust," Stella agreed, sitting beside me.
From the moment we found out that Arata had been kidnapped, we had forgotten to smile.
