I didn't bother to wait; I was more afraid of Mancini than I thought, probably because of his abusive nature, his aura, or maybe because he was able to command power in a way that I was yet to know about.
On reaching my room, I took my time to catch my breath. It wasn't easy, and at first I thought I had run into Mancini. What would I have explained?
As I pondered, I shook my head. It was for my own good. I needed to explore the mansion just so I could use the information I had gathered if need be.
But something threw me off. My heart hammered in my chest when I thought about what I had discovered.
Instead of Mancini, I ran into his right-hand man, who happened to be Lionel, and for some reason, instead of dragging me out of there, he saved me like it was nothing.
I had expected him to drag me to Mancini and report my movements or something. Anything to make me receive punishment.
Instead, he showed me the way, leaving me with words that caused me to ponder even until now.
