"My daughter is not home," Mr. Ashcombe answered after the initial shock.
General Robert frowned when he heard this. "When will she be back?" he asked. He just wanted to get things done as soon as possible.
"We don't know," Mr. Ashcombe replied. His daughter had left to follow the kind lady. She even asked them to forget they had a daughter like her. How could they know when she would return or if she would return at all?
"How can you not know? What happened to her?" General Robert's gaze became cold. He hated that every time he found a lead, he would unexpectedly hit a wall.
