“It’s better if we stay friends.” Charlotte nipped his idea in the bud.

“Why?” Hector frowned. “Is it because of Mr. Nacht?”

“It has nothing to do with anyone else.” Charlotte smiled wryly. “Sometimes, there’s nothing we can do to change the past. We should look ahead instead.”

Hector clenched his fists in silence.

“Call me when you get the necklace.” Charlotte stood up to leave. “I’m going now. You take care.”

“Don’t you ever wonder about why your father died?” Hector exclaimed softly.

Charlotte stopped in her tracts and sat down. “Hector, do you know something?”

“You should ask Zachary when you get back.” Hector’s voice was grim.

“What...