CHAPTER 57
Ada followed the men in black towards the room where she could find Estan. They pass through a dimly lit corridor. The old mansion walls gave her a queer feeling as if she was being watched. Goosebumps crawled on her body; nevertheless, she proceeded to walk behind the men. She set aside fear; at the moment, Estan’s condition was the most important, anything she would handle later as long as Estan was safe.
One of the men opened the door next to the furthest room. It was dark inside; not a single light was open. Ada’s heart tightened, detesting daVoltaire even more.
“Heartless devils,” she silently mumbled.
She dashed inside the room, despite the darkness, pushing one of the men so she could see Estan right away.
“Estan—” she cried, as soon as she was inside,
