"Who's that?"
"He must be... Miss Summers' father, right?"
"Yeah, look how close they are!"
...
Hearing the quiet chatter around her, Paige Summers let out a chuckle. She looked at Marcus Monroe, who had also heard and whose face had successfully darkened. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and whispered in his ear.
"Welcome back! Don't be mad. Why don't we go back to our room to talk?"
"Okay."
Marcus Monroe shot a glare at a snickering Claire Chapman before carrying Paige out of the factory area as if no one else was there.
But just as they entered the residential area, someone came chasing after them.
He was completely covered in a black cloak, including his head and face.
At first, Paige didn't pay him any mind. It was only when she realized he was heading straight for them that she peered over curiously.
The cloaked figure paused for a moment under her gaze but then blocked their path with even greater speed.
Marcus stopped, clicking his tongue in annoyance.
