Chapter 367

In the spacious room below, Addy's papa, one of Mila's DeNaga uncles, paced the wood inlaid section of flooring, right alongside the thick carpet spread throughout the centre of the room.

Mila understood why, the clip of his smart red dress shoes on the wood sounded impressive. She'd have to try it herself when she got back out the tunnel, marching back and forth, clipping her heels to create that compelling beat, like Mama did. Important people must do it, Mila thought while admiring the red shoes, wondering if she'd be allowed shoes that red when she grew up.

He paused when he reached the full height bookcases on the far wall, parallel to where Mila secretly watched, and turned his head toward the door.

Watching, waiting to see what caught his attention, Mila hunched over the ball, trying to get a better view of the doorway.

Two voices rang out.

'In here.'

'This better be important! I didn't rush back for the funeral to be dragged into a meeting before I even get to say goodbye