Iris
It seems I have no choice but to follow Arthur and his Beta out of the airport. They lead me out a side door, avoiding being recognized by anyone, where a sleek black car is waiting for us. The whole way, Miles clings to Arthur like his life depends on it.
Once we’re inside the car, I turn in my seat to face Arthur, my eyes wide.
“I’m under arrest?” I blurt out, my voice rising. “Why? I didn’t do anything wrong!”
Arthur looks at me with the utmost calm and says, “We’ll discuss this in my office.” Before I can answer, the driver pulls out of the parking lot, leaving behind the airport and everything that it symbolizes.
I grit my teeth, remaining silent. Miles continues to cling to Arthur, his small arms wrapped around Arthur’s neck like he never plans on letting go.
