Chapter 1212 Preparing for the Coming Storm
Downstairs, Atlas had already set the table, but I didn't see anyone delivering the meal.
As soon as I saw the delicious spread, I felt invigorated, almost unable to control myself. I was eager to dig in right away.
Atlas seated me and skillfully sliced the steak, placing it before me. I wasted no time and started eating. The lobster here was exquisite, and I indulged in its flavors.
While eating, I looked at Atlas and asked, "Do you think it's possible to find clues about Gemma?"
It had been a wish of mine to find my parents' biological daughter.
Atlas shook his head. "It's hard to say since we're not insiders of Navi's organization. But I've already instructed Dylan to get close to the senior members around Navi. However, this requires careful negotiation, and we can't rush it, or it could be dangerous." "Is Navi's headquarters here?"
He shook his head. "No, I just came back from there this morning."
I caught onto something. "You've been there before?"
"Yeah. I went straight there after landing. He has a production base there, and it's a well-hidden place with tight security. The conditions are quite tough there, too." Atlas emphasized.
"Are you afraid I'll go there?" I asked.
"Not really. Navi returned to Trestlewood last night," Atlas said casually. "He went straight to the base, probably to arrange something."
"Does he usually stay at the base?"
"No, he mostly stays in Trestlewood. His trusted aides manages the base here, which is even more secure than a prison." Atlas wiped his mouth with a napkin, then said, "No one can even get close."
I paused with my fork in hand. "What about Dylan and the others?"
"They're also working tirelessly to infiltrate. The environment there is extremely harsh. Even Navi isn't there all the time. And the mosquitoes there are as big as golf balls. Until we have accurate information, we'll stay here." Atlas explained.
I almost burst out laughing. "Don't exaggerate. Mosquitoes as big as golf balls? I'll only believe that when I see it."
He glanced at me, disdainful. I was sure he said that on purpose, fearing I'd rush to Navi's base.
Though I knew it wasn't as exaggerated as Atlas made it sound, I could imagine the secrecy there. But the thought of my dad being imprisoned there made the food taste bland.
"Is Arnold's place far from here? Do you know where it is? After dinner, let's take a walk and check out his place." used the walk as an excuse. k
Otherwise, I could see him settling in here and becoming sedentary.
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