When Garie heard what her uncle just said, she cannot help but facepalm herself.
“What adventure are you talking about?” Michael asked his brother.
Milton sat properly while still looking at his brother.
“Mike, we are going to Morocco to retrieve the third relic.” He told him and Michael gawked at him.
"What?!” Michael exclaimed and Milton shushed him.
“Can you not scream? There are people sleeping” Milton hissed.
Michael then huffed and he stood up, facing his brother.
“This is madness, Milton. What do we know about the location? Do you think this little group of ours is enough to succeed?” He asked and the Milton looked up to him.
“Are you belittling us?”
“I am just worried.” Michael hissed.
“If dad was alive, you know he wouldn’t accept your worry, and just, tell you that you
