Helena stretches her head behind Beckett. “Where is the child who you sent out?”

“My messenger who did a perfect job?”

“Yes, the young child.”

“I let her go. She said she needed to go find someone. There is someone she wants Vynessa to meet.”

“Did that child mention that someone to be, ‘Muna?”

“Yes. She said I should tell you that, when you ask about her.”

Helena sucks in a deep breath like she has been holding it for long. “Thank you so much for keeping to your words of looking after her.”

“Don’t thank me right now, Helena. When we survive, you can,” the last words he said...