Karim.
I know we haven't seen the last of the matter.
If anything, it just became worse.
I glance in Morrow's direction.
She is as puzzled by Spatial Domain as I am.
How does he even know that Mrs.Val was referring to Morrow - her story could have just been a coincidence.
But, it wasn't.
Anyone who noted the direction of her hostile stares would be able to guess who the story was aimed at.
Also, is Morrow the only time manipulator in the entire school?
No one attempts to leave the hall - the seminar has not been officially concluded.
I sit in heavy silence, the thought of what would happen to Morrow and I weighing on me.
Thirty something minutes later, Mrs. Val returns with a man.
He has long silver hair and walnut eyes. He even keeps a goatee. I don't like men who keep goatees - they're usually not trustworthy.
His expression is stoic and intimidating, scanning the room with fierce eyes.
One hand is shoved into the pocket of his grey slacks.
