Vlade’s POV
“Is something wrong with you? You look blank,” Magmus asked me while Iona examined the bodies outside our base camp.
“You think so? Hmm…I’ve been trying to call Frisca since morning, I guess she’s too busy to answer it,” I replied and switched off the cellphone.
“Well you can call up Chelsea or Flint if it isn’t too personal,” Magmus smirked and gorged on his burger.
“I did that already, thank you for your suggestion! But it would have been better if she’d heard it personally from me or else she will….,”
“Will get worried and tense about your whereabouts…Yup I know,” He interrupted me and gave a sly smile.
“She would feel pressurised to take on the responsibilities of the museum and Lab that may come her way in our absence,” I corrected him and sighed.
“Uhm…It’s not the
