Leila frowned the moment she heard her son crying in the living room. She stepped out of the room and walked quickly.
Just an hour ago, she’d left the living room. Back then, Nora was still on the carpet playing Crocodile Dentist with Finn, while Tim sat behind them on the couch, typing on his laptop. He’d even waved at her as she left.
They were the two people she trusted most—especially Nora, who had a natural gift for calming babies in seconds. Finn had never cried like this when Nora was around.
Her steps quickened unconsciously. Something heavy pressed against her chest.
When she entered the living room, she came to an abrupt halt—64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYX2uCnFIIK
Only Finn stood there, alone on the carpet, his face streaked with tears, crying uncontrollably.
No Nora. No Tim.
A cold instinct shot up her spine and gripped the back of her skull. Blood roared in her ears.64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡamocIdaO9e
She knew—something had gone terribly wrong.
She dropped to her knees immediately, reaching out to hold Finn—64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzEQJDkwEIR
But at the last second, she stopped, placing both hands gently on his shoulders instead, trying to calm him.
—She couldn’t rush to comfort him. She needed to find out what happened first.
Her hands signed rapidly:64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbMprFFDiti
“Where’s Uncle? Where’s Miss Nora?”
Finn sniffled and shook his head, his small shoulders trembling.64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh71EzUrWc2
“U-U-Uncle’s crying… and… and then…!”
Leila’s pupils constricted sharply.
Tim… crying?
She pulled out her phone at once and called Jason. Normally, they messaged each other more than called, but this time, she didn’t hesitate.
Before the call even connected, she handed the phone to Finn and signed:64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjqY5ZeUqPW
“Talk to Daddy. Mommy’s going to find Grandpa Alfred.”
She turned and ran out of the living room. Her chest ached—64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYm3FtJc4f9
But she couldn’t stop.
If Tim, the most composed one in the family, had cried so hard that it scared a child—64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUK35636uw2
It meant something was seriously wrong.
For the first time, she hated her own silence—64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM9K2YfEVOe
If only she could speak, she wouldn’t have to rely on slow hand signs.64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy9AyZLhvJP
If only she could scream, she would’ve woken the entire manor by now.
But she still had Jason.64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHw1fT1gLJN
She knew the moment he heard Finn crying, he would alert the entire Bat-family. That was the fastest way to spread the word.
She raced through the familiar halls of the manor.64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvfAtHZLrbJ
She needed Alfred.64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡagVTTa7ZaL
She needed to go down to the Batcave—with him.64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmliXpz2xgZ
She had to know what happened.
Leila didn’t slow down outside the living room. She practically burst into the kitchen—64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAlm0dLONaZ
No Alfred.
She turned and ran toward the tea room.64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHJ6OC3ioxo
Her heels clacked sharply against the wooden floors, sweat already trailing down her temple.
Still no one.
The echoes in this century-old manor were too loud—every footstep sounded like something was chasing her, but she didn’t dare look back. Her breathing grew ragged, her chest heavy as if weighed down.
She didn’t stop.
She kept running, turned into the back corridor, and sprinted into the garden.
The sun was blindingly bright. Roses bloomed, green leaves perfectly trimmed—64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Xk1cr1ppw
But her heart had sunk into a nightmare she couldn’t wake from.
Until finally, she saw that familiar figure—64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2Emor848Qn
Alfred, standing before a row of rose bushes, calmly trimming the leaves. His shirt was neatly pressed, silver clippers in hand, his movements as composed as ever.
Alfred turned and saw her.
He immediately stopped what he was doing and frowned.64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnVFtFzgrci
“Miss Leila…?”
He only managed to say three words.
Leila braced her hands on her knees, gasping for breath. She forced herself to straighten and signed with a sudden, sharp motion:
“Something happened to Tim!”
No further explanation was needed.
Alfred’s gaze darkened at once.64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyy6K38mmwU
The silver clippers slipped silently into the grass.
“Come with me, Miss Leila.”
His tone was calm, but his stride was firm and urgent.64Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ06peVfzLVw
He moved without hesitation, heading toward the hidden passage.
Leila followed, dragging her breathless body into a run.
The two of them disappeared under the rose archway, vanishing into the depths of the garden.
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