Chapter Sixteen
In which the demon is sick.
- Ayne Kent.
This isn't fair.
I spend almost the entire day in the school looking for Lucas, which I found to be quite hard of a task. My embarrassed self even asked his sister who was really useless as her answer was anything but sluggish. I even tried asking his friends but they too were useless. They spend the whole time of me asking of them just looked at me like I was air or something.
What is up with these people?
"Can someone just help me redeem myself," I groaned, burying myself in books.
A ring from my phone jolts me into reality. It was from Peter, the butler in the Ambrose Residences. He seems agitated about some things and for a moment, I almost frowned at his sudden call but then it all hit me. Peter did
