When I get out of the mausoleum, the two are only feet away from Yves. The threat was already in Gelo’s and Francis' eyes while Yves was oblivious to it because his eyes were fixated on the door, waiting for me. Our eyes met in an instant because of it. He stood straight as he watched and waited for me to get to him.
"Gelo, Francis," I called and immediately got their attention. I gave a small smile to hide my nervousness. "I know him."
They turned to Yves to inspect him more. I could no longer hide my anxiety as I watched their stance.
"What’s his name? We will call Sir Dion to let him know.” Francis produced his phone from his back pocket, ready to call my cousin’s number.
I immediately waved my hand to sign him no. "There’s no need to call him. I really know him."
Francis nodded
